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Mar 2019
Poetry
Spews from me
The moment your back is turned

Never tell him
But I can't stop
The shrine in the closet needs gum

How is it
That this coarse wretch
Sings sonnets to your every praise?

Magic
Or...it must be
Move it, Football Head!
Do you guys remember Hey Arnold?
Written by
Cydney Something  32/F/Portland, OR
(32/F/Portland, OR)   
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     Perry and Cydney Something
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