THE ROCK by JOHNNY D.LUX I spent all summer lookinz for a ROCK, not just any ROCK but a rock fer DA  poets ; nots just any poets , mine ya , da poetry girls some one kept stealin

 their ROCK so I had to go on missions to replace the stolen ROCK ,she was as cu

 cute as a botton her name was the glory of kings Arturs wife, bright eyes like 

 that in a nother world i would marry her sorry for all y this im drunk and so  so it goes at the end of the day the ROCK will outlast us all...Oi