george albot


You + Me = Us


If you was a grain of sand,
I would find you,

If you was a needle in a hay stack
I would hear you, (corn has ears get the link.
And it’s blond

If you were a river I could taste you,
I love fish soup

And if I was blind, I could read your
Legs like a book
Ho yes and the book would be called
Albot goes pot holing! !

I would find you anywhere, well,
I might struggle if you went to
Weight watcher unless everyone
Was facing away
Cause your F, A, B.
I could pick that out anywhere

Right better try to save myself now
You looked beautiful this afternoon
I love your smile
And that isn’t a joke
You shine when you smile babe

Night night
Or good morning
Leave that alone I’ll do
That for you latter
XXX
Is it time for bed yet
But not on your own
XXX

Submitted: Friday, May 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013
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