A day or two passes you don’t miss the masses you find that your glass is half full.
A bit of a shocker, not much of a talker. You gawk at the cock of a bull.

A little bit messy you stare at his testis and rest easy. Drink up your brew.
Don’t cause any drama coz you know that karma is trauma just waiting for you.

I’ll tickle your fancy. Now don’t be a Nancy and dance out my wide field of view.
Just sit there and fake it, you know that I’ll take it and make all my feelings fit you.

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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