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My girl (Ode) by bdub420 She is my everything.
The air I breathe, the food I need,
even the drink of water I enjoy, when she makes me sing.
Whitney, that's her name.
But she's not around as much anymore,
and things just haven't been the same.
It's not her fault her mother and I don't get along anymore.
But I take care of my baby when she's here,
and our relationship is like a video game.
I'm trying to get high score.
Up the ladder:
Sacrosanct Oligarch
Down the ladder:
Children
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Posted: August 25, 2002 4:23 AM PDT; Last modified: August 25, 2002 4:23 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.0 Overall Rank: 7536 Comments:
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<{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.113.154
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25-Aug-02/9:01 AM
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ha! that's funny, funny shit...you should compare all asspics of your life to your video game library immediately. lol! driving test, masturbation, you actually being the winged spectre. DAMNIT D.A i know you're in there bleeting away you bastard! nah..paranoia..i'm okay..DAMNIT MAN COME OUT, I WROTE ye a story. st.Leone of ploimped balohni.. germane for you, my friend...bastard.. with your puppets, damnit man you're perplexing my fondu this fine morning...wait a minute the user name is way outta your griftings..oops sorry kid...smoke a fatty.carry on 7/10
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