You can squeeze my lemons until the juice runs down my leg

“You can squeeze my lemons
until the juice runs down my leg.”
Robert
Johnson

water water
water sweat
water drink
little water desert leaks
as water needles keep

Got pulled over already!
62 in a 55
lonely Sta

te-ee
wanted a friend
conversation and a warning

Now my nose is starting to bleed
again

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