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Free verse № 95765

PEOPLE. (Debut)

Member since 2004 · Posted 1 Apr 2004 · 5 comments

The young man makes mistakes, but he does try. You don't listen, Yet you still demand to know why. You called ahead, and so did I. Polite and mannered when amongst you're kind. We must be different. While I wait silently, you speak you're mind. No one's fault you're table isn't clean, You don't see me making a scene. So shut up you FUCKING YUPPY. Part 1

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[n/a] New Life Drug 1-Apr-04/7:02 PM Reply
continue
[8] deleted user 1-Apr-04/7:02 PM Reply
Yep, I hate'em too.
[10] Shuushin 1-Apr-04/8:18 PM Reply
Yuppy, or hippy?

Got my attention, gimme more you commie bastard. Oh, crap - did I say that out loud?
[8] aliena 1-Apr-04/11:37 PM Reply
Waiting for part 2
[7] Spindle 2-Apr-04/7:15 PM Reply
2 2 2!