back in the day.
I had a girl, she was a dime.
who always changed her mind
for no reason or rhyme.
she wanted to do this..then changed it to that..
she wanted a big dog, and we end up
with a cat.
took her to get her hair did..she wanted to have braids,
she end up with a perm.
and some Marilyn Monroe shades
went to go buy her a black on black
when she came home, she pulled up
in a screamer
it was blk with black spray painted trim...
the BMW logo,just said BM.
do you know a Miss Fickle.?
another silly one by the Stallyun.
copy written, Sept 22, 2011
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