SotW 5/15:
Whiskey Queen Reese Van Riper
She flaunts her whiskey pocket,
A damsel on her knees,
She sways and lays her hair down,
God knocks me off my feet.
Corrupt the mind and flesh now,
She lights my cigarette,
Hair pull quick smack and lash now,
I got not one regret.
She's my whiskey queen.
She's my whiskey queen.
Hope her father musters mercy,
For all our dirty deeds,
Hell no the cross won't save me,
For she's not yet 13.
She's my whiskey queen.
She's my whiskey queen.
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