.
hey !
I never ****** her !
So how come
I
Gotta read the stupid
LUV. Poems
::
there was more pure love
Going on the the cloak room
Of my kindergarten class
Than you sense in these
Psychic wrestling matches
( replete with blood ---- ooh !
And immaturity ----hate )
;;;
Oh well
They're kind of amusing
( in a pornographic sort of way )
You know
Phony and insincere
..
Ah
So be it
,,,
I mean
Really
Who cares ?
::
No one around here does
That's for sure