It Is Just A Po Little White Boy

It is not what it quite seems, yet it is. making some life as a poor white boy makes you very much more stream lined fast as the worlds, slowest bullet. I have a hard time digging filling out sails. Poem bots are hard to do without yet I am drawn to you, why just a low tone of husky sound in words said by you words my bot is not programed i'm just a po little white boy to do things you take for granted I have not done since you last had to much to drink and sent speeding off to the air port any way say what you mean no fancy words just the meat inside of the potato love the verbs use use few nouns as possible words like stop don't quit) it(s to much worlds spin like my head, lips come undone, my mind sailed away sweaty palms are my undoing, giving you away. Because I'm easy love and when i come i am never gone to long, away from your mind, i see you when you sleep.