Thursday, February 14, 2013

conversation hearts poem

Babe you are the one in my truck
you are as special as my wall hanger buck
I became your boy friend through air proxy
I clicked on you cause you are big and foxy


I gave you my number and you began to text me
I could never tell you to let me be
You wanted to kiss me and touch my butt
Then I asked you to be mine at pizza hut

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