colours
The men have all the colours
Black white or blue...........
In the world they make their living
Sail of hearts, broken many strings
Yet women falling
Pin balls bowling to the cage
Twisted polished knocked down
They forget when they get up
Words of sweetness
The tongue brews the sugar coated taste
It never fails to break a heart
Of women wanting to be had
The stories of roving eyes
Pretty women the guys craze
When old age falling
They still think they can play
The spices of life
It never dies
Surprises, headaches and heartaches
Black white or blue......
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