Daz
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Joined : 06 Jan 2007
Posts : 382
Localisation : Macclesfield, Cheshire.
 |  Subject: The White Lady.  Fri 7 Sep 2007 - 23:20 | |
| On a bed of white she looked divine.
Brown on white she was sublime.
I was holding on but it couldn't last.
All other loves were in the past.
To roll with her would be a must.
How could you not avoid that lust.
And then to seal it with a nip.
And pick her up unto your lip.
The thought is there it's up to you.
Think what I say not what I do.
Before you lift up to your lip.
The fag possibly your life will clip.
copyright. DWSmith.07/09/07.
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My family are like stars in the night sky of my life.
Always there at the end of the day.
The light of their love forever constant as the Northern star.
Safely guiding me home.
Dreams are the realities of tomorrow.
Everyone is in tune with the spirits of their ancestors. Unfortunately some are tone deaf.
Copyright. Daz.2008. |
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Carole
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Joined : 06 Oct 2006
Posts : 4910
Localisation : Blackburn, Lancashire
| | Subject: Re: The White Lady. Sat 8 Sep 2007 - 15:30 | |
| Ho ho ho!!  hiya Daz. I couldn't quite get my head around this at first - wondered where the heck it was leading!!  then realised its a cigarette that is being craved for "the fag"!! haaa haaa - the brown on white - being the tobacco on the white paper - ready to be rolled up!! Took me a while to figure it out!! Oh I'm slow at the moment - but yes - that last bit very true ................
Think what I say not what I do.
Before you lift up to your lip.
The fag possibly your life will clip.
See you soon Daz,
Love
Cas
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