Poor little soul all lost: you were my guest,
The fine friend of my flesh.
Where since, so pale,
So stiff, so naked? No fun now in the dark.
—Kevin Hart
Published in the 2011-11-04 issue: View Contents
Poor little soul all lost: you were my guest,
The fine friend of my flesh.
Where since, so pale,
So stiff, so naked? No fun now in the dark.
—Kevin Hart
