Poem Hunter
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)


You asked for it
I've gotta split
I'm so burned out
That look like a
Sad sack
Don't lay your
Sweet lines on me
You can't get my
Motor running
I'd rather get randy
With one night stands
I' d better go for
Sleigh rides
Don't try to blow
My fiucking mind
Don't look so cockeyed
Wanna step outside?
Need no other kick
In the guts

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