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Dec 16, 2005 20:44



So this is one of the masterpieces that was in the school newspaper.
I swear this is in mo way made up or a joke:

Played
You broke my heart, girl,
Why'd you have to play me like that?
You're like Muhamed Ali,
You knocked me right o the mat.

It wasn't my fault I couldn't see you on Christmas,
I had to stay home and play my new video game.
Ahd it's not my fault that on our first couple of dates,
I wasn't on time and forgot your name.

I todl you I can't afford to bring you out,
I need my money to play poker with the boys.
I'm sorry everytime we watched a movie at my house,
My ex-girlfriend was in the other room making noise.

I couldn't kick her out of my house,
That would have been so rude.
It's not my fault she always interrupted our dates,
She got between us and ruined the mood.

I even rememebered your birthday this year,
One out of three ain't bad.
I brought you MacDonald's for dinner that day,
I don't know why you acted so mad.

I've come to realize girl,
Relationship skills I lack.
But just like N'Sync,
I want you back.

poem

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