Bag

I like to stop.

Drop that lock.

Walk in a straight weeble wobble.

Paint the path with colors.

Meaning in the throat.

Pledge a squeegee to the bag.

Meals for squeals.

Pocket break your tune reap.

Wanted cook old wall develop.

Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger

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