avoiding the cash for snatch and my current game...who had become a bit
too tame. I searched for a new bird..one who could hopefully sing. the first
girl could whistle, but other than that...she knew not a thing. now I know I could teach her, but time rang a bell of disdain. so I printed a postcard, a certainty
of my bane... and I sent it to print and the only reply was a shame...my current
girl was who answered, and we danced in the rain...
we don't even drink pina coladas