"Open Your Door"
Head bangers.
Door Knockers.
Head banging door knockers.
Glasses of Molasses.
Fifty cent pieces of asses.
Woman, let your pants down all around my town.
The wonderful magic has no sound.
A highball caught on a rebound.
So wave your wand right over the head.
Let's dance in the dark, and go to my bed.
Everything speaks for what was just said.
By Jonathan Billet
April 8th, 2015
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