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May 2014
Tracy was a ***** to me
treated me like a little girl
she would do my make up all wrong
and on my forehead put silly kiss curls

She always got me to wear the wrong dresses
especially when we had our boyfriends around
she was a cow when we double dated
leaving her G strings on the sofa to be found

She calls me her best friend
yet she drives me round the bend
such a annoying witch
is that Tracy the *****


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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   Olivia Kent
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