Making a run at it

Author: bigfootmm

Date: April 26, 2014

by bigfootmm
4-26-14
You like lost, sweets?
Do I look lost, twenty-eight?
No, you look divine.
Run along, twenty-eight.
I'd like to run across the finish line with you, darlin'.
If you were an Indian, they'd call you"Running Mouth." Now take a hike, I don't date skinny little tootsie rolls.