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08-22-2002, 11:57 AM
Poem heh:
Kissing is a habit
Fucking is a game
Guys get all the pleasure
Girls get all the pain
The guy says i love you
You belive its true
But when your tummy starts to swell,
He says 'to hell with you'
10 minutes of pleasure
9 monthes in pain
3 days in hospital
A baby without a name
The baby is a bastard
The mother is a whore
This never wouldnt have happened
If the rubber wouldnt have torn
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