Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
The German Native American
She had a pretty tongue,
Flicking off knowledge
Perched upon her lips.
Karenina in one hand,
A german education in the other.
My only regret,
Once we parted ways,
Was that I didn't have a picture of her.
August 4 2009
Flicking off knowledge
Perched upon her lips.
Karenina in one hand,
A german education in the other.
My only regret,
Once we parted ways,
Was that I didn't have a picture of her.
August 4 2009
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The German Native American
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