Love is made by some cupid guy
Is it true?
Is it nesecary?
Doubt it

Don't be surprised that no one likes you
Its called feelings
Get used to it bub
If your ugly, cry no one will ask you out
Stop trying
It will never work
Just sit in a dark corner
And
CRY YOUR HEART OUT

Seven
******
Hours
Of
Our
Lives

Cedar Point
An awesome park
A lot of fun rides, but only so many to go on
Parents say "5 more minutes"
It goes by so fast
I wasn't happy to say goodbye

Summer is bright and yellow
It tastes like a bowl of watermelon
It sounds like an ocean's wave or kids playing in the pool
And smells like the fresh cut grass
It looks like a peace and blissful day
It makes you feel happy and free.

Seven in the morning
The hour from sleeping to waking
The hour from side to side.
The hour when people get up for school
The hour light comes to us.
The hour when people are too tired to get up
The hour of birds chirping and the owls howling
The pretty but annoying  hour.
Sounds, Nature
The very average time of other hours.

I will never be in Annie again
I will never tryout for Oliver
I will never be perfect
But I will always keep trying to get on Broadway

I will never have a cat
I will never get a lizard
I will never touch a rat
But I will always love dogs.

This is a Bleeping Bopping Boo.
Bleeping Bopping Boo lives on the biggest bandana in Boston.
Bleeping Bopping Boo eats ******* butterflies, blankets, blue bananas and bears.
Bleeping Bopping Boo likes beating up babies, belly dancing, bouncing on buffalo's back and abducting bananas.
Bleeping Bopping Boo breaks into buffalo bodies, blame babies for bad stuff, and blabber all day.
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