The most ardent of
I turned my back while walking in the wind in my hair behind
Did you now?
Oh a gang a gang coming towards me!
fashion skirt tattoo, I'm hanging zero-athletes
I started sweating sun burns
I slowly approach you hot
I can not keep myself slowly shook a hip
sport car came with a handsome
it was not based on the most ardent
I could not take a car overtaking them got on with the breast stroke
I opened a button,
I've put my glasses and relax.
unkempt torn socks
hot blond blue eyes was enough to impress her, even
I impressed her first
I myself love her second
The third asked me to lie
fourth,What could be
The most ardent of my street but it was not science.
Neil Oswald Leonard Petrica