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Mint Julep. Funky Drummer. Green shorts. The beginning of Summer. White Brougham and dark blue leather. I'd do you in any kind of weather. Just you and your honey brown skin. You'll force and force me to sin. I ranted once about grape flavored gum. that sickening artificial grape smell was no fun. But you my lad are a breath of fresh air. I watch you play hoops without a care. I'm going to stop right here. Out of fear. That the whole thing will become undone. (Originally written June 2004) FB ![]() |