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"marshawn" poems
dude Gray, Carl, I ran into that meathead y'all fought at that coop a long time ago He was in front of me at lil' Woodrows watching the Super Bowl all rooting for the Pats and ******** Soo roided out, Red Beaming Eyes I took a picture with him at the one yard line right before Marshawn lynch was about to clutch his nuts for the win and the fine from the commissioner But Patriots picked it, I walked off to take a **** and deleted the picture staring at the toilet
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 4:25 PM UTC
He didn't remember me