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Jul 2015
Bleeding Laughter

Because of a lass
I sat in the grass
And a piece of glass
Cut my ***
Possibilities were teaming
But my **** is bleeding
She is screaming
So much for dreaming
There could be hope
But I'm a dope
I keep on swimming
Without a boat
Doesn't matter
As long as I stay afloat
You may think this is just a joke
That I wrote
But it's more of a *****
Than a poke
I can assure you
This is just a poem
Straight from my dome
Nathan Pival
Written by
Nathan Pival  Mansfield, Ohio
(Mansfield, Ohio)   
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