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Apr 2014
I met him at the grocery store,
his arms so strong Like that of a stone,
he looked so stunning miss he said,
you look like a bunny,
let me give you a ride,
I think its sunny,
I was ashamed,
who cares when offered me a shade,
at least he could share,
he sounded so amazing,
I was freezing,
weeks gone by,
I placed him in friend zone,
after we got back from ozone,
he hardly spend,
but keeps complaining his bank account is red,
as a girl of class,
I was fed up of him bringing bread,
funny enough,
he never asked us to go to bed,
my homies,
said he was a zombie,
soon enough I drove him,
weeks gone by,
I saw him in a Lamborghini,
with my best friend,
who said he was lame ,
I'm all to be blamed,
I will never forget her name.
C:2014 Apr24
thinklef
Written by
thinklef  London
(London)   
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