I’m glad I found a resource, no recourse
Just remorse, reversed it round more so than off course
Of course, the source of morse parallel to the moors.
Amores, love me down to the cores.
Abhorred, cause I’m small potatoes but I’ve got tomatoes
She said she wants a man who been at the top but ain’t have to drop
Now she sashay ‘cause she’s satiated
She said ”he know my touch, and such”
I’m noticing you know it’s me
Scent out, the image
Discussed the lineage
No more gimmicks
Got more baddies than those stuffed in Greenwich
Migration
Change your station
Seasonal Migraines for those impatient
More grains might need you in a Nile, elation
Annihilation
One now, relations
In so much shape, a shapeshifter
‘ the type of ninja that will take a medley pill then go run it out of his system
Subtle yet so prominent
It’s the subtle tease
That brings joy to the subtleties
