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Louwanda (Lyric) by Jeremi B. Handrinos I'm 14 years old
And what's to say?
Life's so whatever
And school is gay
Except for Jonny Plums
He's got passion...
He's hung like Jesus
And up on fashion
He told me that
He "loved my cheers"
While at Tina Tuna's -
- party, bonging beers
I stared into
his deep blue eyes
"Lets go up stairs
Give it a try?"
He said with all sincerity
And just like that
Went my virginity
And would you believe
I wasn't his first?
And that's not even
the part that's the worst
Jonny Plums'
seeds were slow
Now I've a son
with a helmet and 'fro
as big as me
and twice as dumb
And why!?
Jonny never made me come
Up the ladder:
ode to summer dreams
Down the ladder:
Sand Snipe
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Posted: March 18, 2006 7:10 PM PST; Last modified: March 18, 2006 7:10 PM PSTWeighted score: 6.2777777 Overall Rank: 907 Comments:
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Silverjackel @ 65.138.142.121
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18-Mar-06/7:43 PM
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I like it
babies havin' babies..
Loving the title - it suits the poem perfectly (and it is, by the way, a top poem!)
Good to see you back!
I once saw a girl I was in love with get date raped by a jock at a party. I couldn't fight my way through the crowd of cheering onlookers to stop it. So I yelled "The cops are here!" and everyone scattered. Once the jock found out, he wanted to beat me to a pulp but my friend stepped in and he got beat into a bloody mess in my place.
This poem of yours made me think of that. Ya'know, 'cause it's funny stuff.
Sister of Towanda and Nuwanda, I'm sure.
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