Friday, November 19, 2004Down Dirty DittyI cry because I am dirty A dirty girl with dirty dreams Going to do dirty things Like spin my skirt Spin it like a top Until you rise Like dawn Your rock hard Something Upon my earthen Valley Going to pull you down Into my murky waters My flowerless garden Clinging to your seeds Longing to grow... Sign in to see full entry.posted by MiaElla at 6:58 AM Comments (6) (permalink) |
