A poem for my dearest friend.mitchhhNovember 28 2004, 17:27:11 UTC
I promised a poem. Yes, i did come up with it myself. No autographs please.
Sister, my sister, I love thee. Consider the days past when we were young, how we loved and cared for our very own, how we picked wild flowers in the wood, even though we were not allowed to roam. How we would sneak out from home, romp in the sugarcane fields, chase butterflies, pick strawberries until dusk took us unaware, chase fireflies until mother called us to come home, and sometimes scolded until our ears did burn. Sister, my sister I miss thee so.
wooo hooopoolcover8189November 28 2004, 17:27:47 UTC
hey sexy moma you are the coolest but i cant beleavie you are trying to steal nicloe from me shes my bitch you cant have her an di think we have to sheare her with matt now regretfully but o well that kid is funnie and i better see you sitting with us at lunch time now o dont worrie i will get you hooked up with anyone you wnat lata sis - chris
Hey Chrissss, I guess we can share Nicole. Now i have to share her 3 ways! Damnit! If Matt hurts my Nicole his ass is going down. Remember I got you covered with the ladies.. ;D And I guessss I will eat lunch with you guys ::sighs:: Of Course I will!! You are the coolest homieee, keep lovin' those big butts.
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Sister, my sister, I love thee.
Consider the days past when we were young,
how we loved and cared for our very own,
how we picked wild flowers in the wood,
even though we were not allowed to roam.
How we would sneak out from home, romp in the sugarcane fields,
chase butterflies, pick strawberries until dusk took us unaware,
chase fireflies until mother called us to come home,
and sometimes scolded until our ears did burn.
Sister, my sister I miss thee so.
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- chris
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P.S. You are now added.
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