waiting for a girl, i've got time to kill.
digging in my pockets for the poison pill.
don't get me wrong, just a little bit of fun,
open up your mind, see the midnight sun.

this cradle of fears is my cradle of tears,
dragging through the night, it just disappears.
i'm wanting her, i'm waiting for the lady to come,
be patient, be chill is the rule of thumb.

pill red or the blue, it's hard to choose.
then i hear the light tap tapping of Mary Janes shoes.
she smiles and winks, also kisses me there.
i taste her tongue, love the smell of her hair.

show her the pills, she says "save it for later",
whats the big deal? she says "i've got something greater".
pulls out a baggy about the size of my fist,
a quarter of chron? i couldn't resist.

Can't fucking wait, to blaze with the girl,
in tight little jeans and expensive pearls.
who makes the jokes with tongue in cheek,
fuck me sweetheart, you got a lot of mystique.
TokinAsianGuy Reviewed by TokinAsianGuy on . aight,this is the rhyming song thread ok, rules are simple, do not post anything at all except a rhyme continuing somehow the last persons rhyme, and if you wish to flame someone or make a recomindation or have anything to say it must rhyme, ok, RHYME i reach into my pocket and i grab my bag of weed, cuz getting high is only what i really truely need:jointsmile: Rating: 5