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Who Ever Threw that Paper...

You have a mother; She doesn’t know That I’ve given you a paper That you have yet to throw. In other words, Your mom’s a hoe.
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Written by
agooseorachild
18 / F / somewhere in this world
Published
Aug 15, 2019
Lines·Words
6·26
Notes

Ahahah this vine is stuck in my head.

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#vine#poem#funny#help#mom#hoe#paper#poetry#rhyme#comedy
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