Youll stop and stoop for birdshit
. .
.
. I like how ya did tha
Stop
and stoop I may be rubbin off on you
Don
interrupt me
Me You
You think ya can jump in both feet
whenever ya want like Im a freshformed puddle No me no you Zrozumiec Capeesh Got it Ya
miss I was crossing the street in traffic
I
saw em
Pennies
Ive never not seen you stop to
pick up money
No usually But then ya see me kneel in front of a moving vehicle
Theyd stop
If they were paying attention
How many motorcyclists have been hit Car driver didnt see them they
werent looking for a motorcycle
Theres tha Ill grant . .
.
. Youll grant me
Ya might wanna
shaddup I can revoke you
Revoke
Is tha a thing
Yave been around
Whadoes my
daughter say when I ask if somethings a thing
damn if a little perspiration didnt pepper hishers
hershis forehead
She
says ifya ask if thas a thing its a thing
Yes she does
Wanna dance on the head
of a pin regarding my ability to revoke
No
No
No No thank you
We are polite
Yare welcome
approximately 1430
(walkin), Monday, 20 2. 23
1543, Monday
Stones Midnight Rambler https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxBuWpLtBtA
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