Ahem. A Poem.

November 27th, 2005
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There’s a beautiful girl I know.
And she makes me feel so warm, oh!
I wish I could tell her how I feel.
But I know that would make her puke and reel!
And no one will know who I’m talking about
Cause I know that’s the safest route
I wish I could stop thinking about her
But I just can’t, no sir!
I will tell her some day… sigh
But not until the day I die.
And I wonder what my mother would say
She’ll probably call me in a few days
And ask me what this cryptic message meant
But I can’t otherwise my heart will get a dent

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