A poem for Allie
Allie my Allie, You are a silly sally,
You make me laugh you make me cry, when you sing you make me want to poke my eye!
You have big boobs and i like them, you are far better than any "him".
You are an actress who has to do a kiss, i hope i wont miss it when i have to take a piss!
You like to suck, of this i am sure, youve got guys lined up screaming "more allie more".
You took my candy but only once, do it again and ill bust out your fronts.
As in teeth, you dirty sleeth!
You like to read outside of school, when you see a new book you start to drool.
I hope one day my sapplings grow as big as your melons, you love hanging out with ganters, drug dealers, and fellons.
Oh allie, Your a pretty smart girl, just hop on top and ill give you a whirl. You drive a beatle bug, but sadly it has a smelly rug.
You make this high pitch squeel that reminds me of free willy, its not a big deal it just makes me kinda chilly.
If i were dying ide want you to be my doctor, i love you so much my lil Mrs. Procter!
You make me laugh you make me cry, when you sing you make me want to poke my eye!
You have big boobs and i like them, you are far better than any "him".
You are an actress who has to do a kiss, i hope i wont miss it when i have to take a piss!
You like to suck, of this i am sure, youve got guys lined up screaming "more allie more".
You took my candy but only once, do it again and ill bust out your fronts.
As in teeth, you dirty sleeth!
You like to read outside of school, when you see a new book you start to drool.
I hope one day my sapplings grow as big as your melons, you love hanging out with ganters, drug dealers, and fellons.
Oh allie, Your a pretty smart girl, just hop on top and ill give you a whirl. You drive a beatle bug, but sadly it has a smelly rug.
You make this high pitch squeel that reminds me of free willy, its not a big deal it just makes me kinda chilly.
If i were dying ide want you to be my doctor, i love you so much my lil Mrs. Procter!