Polar Opposite
I am discos and beers She is fairy tales and tea parties When I tell her about pubs she’d think- drugs and whores sprawling to get any man When she tells me about unicorn I'd think- gay and kid's bluff I am scorching sun on a harsh summer She is spring- trees and flowers waving goodbye to long cold winter nights When I tell her about sand she'd think- dirty and annoying When she tells me flowers I’d think-sissy and death













