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He walks up to her Cute and calm In her boots of fur He walks up to her With a smile he says hi Cute and calm She turns to look him in the eye And with a nod she says good bye He sees another girl Poised and pretty Decides to give it a whirl He sees another girl He taps her on the shoulder Poised and pretty Could he be the one to hold her She turns to scoff forever colder As he sits and waits for the world to shift He thinks oh yeah oh yeah I've got the gift What I say and what I do it's all irrelevant I was born to be the female repellant
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
The Repellant
He walks up to her Cute and calm In her boots of fur He walks up to her With a smile he says hi Cute and calm She turns to look him in the eye And with a nod she says good bye He sees another girl Poised and pretty Decides to give it a whirl He sees another girl He taps her on the shoulder Poised and pretty Could he be the one to hold her She turns to scoff forever colder As he sits and waits for the world to shift He thinks oh yeah oh yeah I've got the gift What I say and what I do it's all irrelevant I was born to be the female repellant
zane-mcharris
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
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