A poet destroyer
I'm a poet destroyerSilver Skimpy Ink, String, A POET DESTROYER's bling, bling Think of me as a human ditty delicious decoration, Something along the line of a sweet tooth temptation Cherry tastes, between the slit of tender toast Fine jumble jam slams down the tongueless throat Dance like a diamond on The tight South Pacific Rim I'll feed you with a slithering seductive sound My hair soaking, -wet and wild, tonight I trim A dulcet apple a...