Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Smoking pot and getting high
He took a large Puff
In a voice that was gruff
He said " what a good boy am I"
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Lightening flash The rain falls Cleanse me make me whole Wash away the impure Good vibes only Honest True Love Remold make me true Remold ...
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