Bella

Lonely as this fools game, you don't know what to do, who you have to pay, the same with pasting rouge, when others look for praise, how you ought to know, just when you say, somwone give me a tow, the punter turns up late, how they break your bones, think if you hesitate, won't leave you alone, forget about their pay, duties come with stones, they'll just have to wait, I need time not groans, stories to write and create, at easy depths not shallows, blow smoke find a mate.