Dalhousie and Blouses

I bought a toothbrush
And I was paste
I wore some flannel
And my life became a waste.
There was nobody there
In the thee-ness of my soul,
There was certain direction
When all I wanted was another hole.
Life was virginity and women were the only haste,
There was never so much happening
As when I had no wallflower and paste
To tarnish my day with neutered glee
That everything I had won and owned never went to thee.
Worshipped, owned, possessed like a ghostly remains
There is a future ahead of that witch wizard that is trembling with refrains.
Masters have tumbled and might has known sword and aplomb
Rubies are not jewels before ye and the sound of dropped cum.
Honours are the remembrance of responsibility talks
And leaves fall from Shakespeare in heaven
About my youth, her hand held days and the hope of good walks.
What is it about a good wank, you cannot yet handle the door knob after with dirty hands to say?
That Equity is British Law written in dirt about novices who did not play,
Fairly and honestly with due regard for loan and Jewery before the Jury in at the table:
When Rama watched Lakshmana talk stably about Cain’s love for Abel.
Did it come to this, when you met your master fair for debate and honest rhyme?
Or is there still time to catch the eye lit with servile remembrance of a not TV Empire?
How Emporium of you
Entwine me with the word “Black”
Teach me Abishek Bachchan
And do not roll back the years for social media fears and turntables of educated disgrace,
Race, Writing and Difference
Gibberish makes more sense
Than your joinery on the door
Next to my clothes still on the floor.
I have not left my man
For all those Drones and flights in Pakistan,
But would you quality street me streaks in my hair for dinner in Dulhouse
If I ripped your ribbed condom with a dusty equality and soiled blouse.
In order to unwind the saree
There is a wind up first, Sir (and legacy Jones Day Gouldens – Mr Rishi)
So that lay surprise from you shows up just in time to be very dishy
For me to eat my rice, curries and peas.

please(d) the table was set

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