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"morbids" poems
Alexa, When she walks in a room, I hear BOOM BOOM BOOM, Shaking the floor, No she she's not a florist or even some skanky ***** She's just a kid, Who's been forbid, From talking to morbids, Like Eesha or Thalia or Nicky. I can guarantee you right now, You'll never see her walk around with a hickey. While I should get going, I have a lawn that needs mowing, So bye to all of you, Next time you hear the name Alexa, I'm sure you wont say "who?"
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May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 7:04 PM UTC
Alexa.