|Graffiti (standard:poetry, 208 words)|
|Author: Red XIII||Added: May 10 2004||Views/Reads: 1846/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|The tables in the college library. A co-operative poem by Ben Reeves and myself.|
Life's not worth it? Get a grip, Who thinks Jordan's really fit? McDs or BK: Who's best? In the end, there's no contest, Michael Schumie wins again, One day someone else might gain, The pros of wearing contacts, But I can't find the right facts, For my history essay, To be handed in next day, She loves him and all that crap, Got told off for a slight tap, Can't breath without being told, I am scared of growing old, Jimmy was 'ere, yeah so what? The Queen killed Di in a plot. Comrade John teaches quite well, About left wings, go to hell! Salesie and Ben don't get on, Have they done anything wrong? Macs are better than PCs, Fuck off, that's a joke, oh please! Rich loves Jaz, STEPO you prick, I just told you, stupid dick! Law exams are hard, you know, The highest I got? Zero! Did you know I'm six foot two? I must be taller than you, England, England all the way, Tony Blair is really gay, War in Iraq is not right, You think I'm wrong? Want a fight? Pics of abuse are so fake, Really simple, I could make! Graffiti does in my head, This is what the table said! Tweet
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