For the quiver rattles around him!
This like a battle cry and,
His love is now seen in the land of war! !
But my hands are now on my mouth.
Blot, slot, plot, clot;
And like the shortened hands with heavy ears!
But none of the wicked will understand this muse,
For wrapped in glory and beauty is my love to my lover.
Sailer, trailer, bailer, failer, jailer!I am the very lovely muse around you;And i am the very one you are waiting for.Badu, do search for me on this love;And, i will take you up high like Mt. Everest.
There will not be a baby!And like the muse of love in the land of lovers,But i am diagonally stationed to respect you.Clamp,Provided,Around;Covered with love and fitted with roses,But inspect the doors of your sweet love before you open them to others.
But hold on to your virginity like Virginia State in the U.S.A.This subject will arose your anxiety,But don’t be deceived to the facts on the ground;Because we know the problems associated with promiscous sex.Vibe of a groovy shade,And like the dead end of life to many!But what eluded the cat also eluded the mouse,And the…
But both old and young came to the party.He was just like everyone else,She was just like everyone else,And like the story in the ‘New York Times’;But both old and young came to the party.
And now, life is like a mirage to you.
It will be destroyed,And they will destroy it;But such is life in every aspects of it,For there is time for everything on this earth! !
