I’m Silk At Weepy


Tongue in cheek, I deem you creepy.

Pass around, as if you’re sneaky.

Off my rocker? Now it’s freaky.

I’ve shot my boat, now it’s leaky.

Sink our swim, I love you deeply.

Oh to my very dearest sweetie,

Forget me not, I’m silk at weepy.

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