Poem for my Beloved
It began with a dirge
A symphony of cries
Midst the chaos of times
They cried out for a reprimand
conspired, consorted and spread their demand
twas Hated by a small town
assailed with the jokes of a clown
I heard their laughter
Abb0t the king of the tower,
at his commands i was chased after
But yet I was the true king
I carried the true bling
because you, you wore a frown
My dear you are my crown.
and tomorrow I ll buy you a new gown ;)
Medal + fan plz!
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OpenStudy (bibby):
thanks :3
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LOL
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You guys have driven me off OS T_T
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You can do better than this ...
OpenStudy (dan815):
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