Poetry · Writing

Crash Bash

workin’ nine to five

just me and you lets thrive

put in the time to revive that sex drive

bouncin’ round like Crash Badicoot

there will never be a substitute

no one can dispute how good you look in that birthday suit

girl just sharin’ a piece of my mind

the world has been unkind

but here- there is nothing behind just focus on that grind

just me and you- nowhere else i’d rather be

no lsd- all here explorin’ every part of your sea

an start are own family tree with a little vitamin d.

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