sweettart4005: i wrote a poem for you..
During a game of beer pong,
She left to hear Hanson's new song,
Tossed like old rags,
Just to hear high pitched fags,
Leah is so fucking wrong.
Very angry, I ran far away,
But I returned the following day,
What I saw was retarted,
Since the time I departed,
She was fucking a slope in the hay.
So for once I'll let the
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