The door bell rang... I opened the door and out in the Foyer she was.... she rang the bell by accident thinking she was turning on the light.......
She looked at me and said Disculpe, Disculpe........
Leave cash in basket for ice..............
She got down on her knees and sang so beautifully in my ear ... by a clean flowing river.......
'Shave me bald and fuck me to death' ......... as a figure of speech.
Disculpe, Disculpe ....... light wind in fire.
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