Bobby Ferguson

Pan Pipes You Play

Samantha Summer or Alan Ostrow take it in turns to pimp all poetry on here, who's pimping you both cant a $50 bucks a night and $40 to your pimps who throw you about between them all then send you here, If it's that good what are you doing on this site, pimped by pimps, lol






Play pipes of pan for me my love
pray hear that gypsy tune...
Lay beside me neath the stars
love me my gentle moon.

Days went by now they be lost
where has my love gone...
Play those sounds for me my darling
lay with me til dawn.

Seven seas await my love ship
now I sail to you...
Await on shores of sand for me
pray know my love is true.

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