A Greenbelt for my greenbelly,
Allow it to ripen, cant eat no greenberry,
12 months to wait till I can get greensmelly,
Greensmelt and greenmerry,
I can use my greenbelt, to whip into them,
How I greenfelt, I was green, keen and greendealt,
The perfect hand,
At Greenbelt
Till then I'll just have tighten my,
Greenbelt.
Saturday, 31 August 2013
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