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Apr 2013
Round 1
You beat me with a 2x4
I didn't see it coming
You snuck up from behind
Drilled splinters into my cranium
I dropped to the floor
And the ref counted 10

Round 2
I ***** your ***
You didn't hear me sneaking into your room
I taped you up
Tied you to your bed
****** you till you cried tears of blood
From your ******
I forgot you were a ******

Round 3
We laughed about this
Because it never happened
Just joked around
But we kissed
And continued with the fight
Because we wanted to hold the title

Round 4
Instant KO
I win told you I would
Simply by saying
Te casatoresti cu mine?
Mi vuoi sposare?
Quieres casarte conmigo?
Will you marry me?
I love you

But still you hold the title
Because you have the ring on your finger
You have my heart
You did what no one else did
Said....Yes I will!
With tears in your eyes
Guess I still have it in me. I'm not going anywhere!
Robert Guerrero
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Robert Guerrero
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     Timothy and Dreiliece
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