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Ode to the f** who lives down the street.
He lively, and happily takes my place
when dear asks for me to shop with her
Ode to the f** who lives down the street.
He jumps at any given asking to
Comfort my lover when her mum Says she is worthless
Ode to the f** down the street.
He places on a mask of my face,
And sits through my darling one's
ferneral for her mum
Ode to the f** down the street
If it wasn't for you, I would
Be like all the other
Fat, depressing husbands
But ode to you, f**
I get angry so very, very much,
When you try and be me( You sneaky slut),
And sneak a good ******** Out of my Wife.
- by Poppycocked |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/10/2009 |
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- Title: Ode to the Fag down the Street
- Artist: Poppycocked
- Description: A comedy (Of sorts)
- Date: 02/10/2009
- Tags: down street
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Ichi Nakahara - 06/11/2009
- I agree with -X- Fridge -X- .
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- Poppycocked - 02/12/2009
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Btw, 'Fridge' This poem is told in a differant perspective of a husband who who doesnt really need or care for his wife unless there is sex involved.
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- DlGlTAL - 02/12/2009
- 5/5 for the words slut and ********.
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- -x- Fridge -x- - 02/12/2009
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Look, is this necessary?
Many people, including myself, take offense to the "f**" comments.
Besides, this "f**" sounds like he's a better person than you are. - Report As Spam