GHETTO LUV POEM
Gul I loveded you, Straight up fo'sho...Or I wouldna told dem ova girls not to call me no mo. I knowed it was true, the first day I seed you. Why you thank I do, the thangs I do?
Remember how I use ta wine and dine you, Schlits Malt Liquor and Bar-Ba-Que. I gave you a bubble baze and fed you grapes. Dey was on sale that week a
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