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She is blonde She is pretty She is smart She is rich And she knows it She is that one person I really hate Her every action Made me want to stab her One time I forgot to bring a pen She gave me hers And gave me a sickening smile At that moment I wished i had a truck A gun And a bomb Another time We were both in a race She got first I got second She congratulated me And gave me a sickening smile At that moment I wished i had a truck A gun And a bomb On October 11th She came late to class Mr Bobbins gave her detention She cried and gave a speech About everyone being mean to her I came infront And gave her an apple She cried louder And everyone snickered
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Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 7:57 AM UTC
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She is blonde She is pretty She is smart She is rich And she knows it She is that one person I really hate Her every action Made me want to stab her One time I forgot to bring a pen She gave me hers And gave me a sickening smile At that moment I wished i had a truck A gun And a bomb Another time We were both in a race She got first I got second She congratulated me And gave me a sickening smile At that moment I wished i had a truck A gun And a bomb On October 11th She came late to class Mr Bobbins gave her detention She cried and gave a speech About everyone being mean to her I came infront And gave her an apple She cried louder And everyone snickered
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Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 7:57 AM UTC
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