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sulfur always on the
strike, destiny is my
signature flame, SS,
oh I was born 6-quill
in my palm,
behind a quill, I'll
make my blazing
psalm,
Firebrand lights the
match, that's why they
call me Firebrand,
Bad Company,
Bad Company
and I won't part
Firebrand,
Bad Company,
Outlaw soul,
carnal heathen
I am called,
chose a purple
quill, that's why
they call me
Firebrand,
Bad Company,
walked through
Peyton Place in
my black duster,
burned down the
rumor mill, my
Delilah eyes
shadowed by my
black Charlie1Horse
20X beaver brim,
den is anything but dim,
I hear ones say
Firebrand,
Bad Company,
Bad Company
and I won't part
Firebrand,
Bad Company,
yea, I'm Firebrand,
Bad Company,
quill in warm blood,
melting runes,
Bad Company tunes,
erotic sulfur-tinged air
strikes emotions hot and
bare, one step ahead
careful not to walk
into the lair,
Firebrand lights the
match, that's why
they call me
Firebrand,
Bad Company,
she sees who's
coming, starts
humming
Bad Company,
puts a fresh nub
on her quill, taps
the fourth-quarter
royalty till,
swigs from her
wide-mouth
Mason, spits
180-proof
whiskey in a
rooster tail, fires
it up to over 2,500,000 hits,
in bed with sulfur and
capsicum in my lap, no
rest, no nap, I'll get all
the sleep I need when
I'm dead,
Firebrand,
Bad Company
till the day I die,
till the day I die,
Blessed Be,
that's why they
call me
Firebrand,
Bad Company, Bad
Company...
Copyright 2006 Ms. Sage Sweetwater, Celebrity firebrand lesbian novelist
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most enjoyable to read
Peace be with you
William
Really? 2 1/2 mill? Shit! You DO kick ass!
Peace and a new pair of Luccheses,
Dayvid
Ron
smokehouse to porterhouse
you are the fire writer for sure
Bad Company is one of my all time favorite groups
and your company would be totally bad ass to hang with
we would rope the stars & sling shot the moon
and the coyotes would even wonder what the hell is
going on down south...hee hee down south
I thought of you today while
I was picking wild berries...
Love & Fire Bombs
Vickie xo