Teira Naahi

Monday, September 4, 2017


Dammit janet

Sailed off the planet

Leaving poor brad outside

Magenta had sent her 

The riff raff agenda

Poor rose she would not abide

Eddie was steady 

But frank was not ready

Turning to rocky he said

Through the tears in my eyes

I see clear blue skies

And i know i’m going home

Science fiction

Double feature

Dr scott

Will always be there

See androids smoking

Only good grass

While the big red lips

Sailed through

The weird crowd

At the late night

Double feature

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