

Prostitutes III drive through a neighborhood with boarded up shopfronts It's the way to the highway from where the normal people liveProstitutes II
Here people aren't out in the late evening especially not when rain is drizzling from the sky and the street lights are dim
I approach a red light And I see a person proving me wrong A haggard looking black woman smoking a cigarette leaning against a telephone pole in the middle of nowhere
She looks at me as I approach I see in the rear view mirror that she's still looking once I drive past making some sort of


CheeseCheese is a wondrous thing It good’s for you, tasty, And comes in more shapes and colors Than a man’s ding-a-lingCheese
You can eat it in a car or in a bed Nothing’s better for getting
The taste out of your mouth After giving head.
I wish I were a block of cheese I’d be firm yet gooey My scrumptiousness would be great enough To bring countless people to their knees
One can never truly understand this dairy miracle Everyone must simply put it in their mouth, Lap their tongue around its protein-filled delight, And accept all love cheese, wh
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What does not destroy me, makes me stronger.
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Only experience is knowledge, everything else is just information.
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