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She throws my jeans at me

I/'/m confused,
but then she points to the
faded ring on the back pocket
and says..

"That/'/s on every pair
of pants you own"


"OK" said I with a questioning
look on my face.

"It/'/s embarrassing,
and your habit is gross"


My tongue pushes my tobacco into my lip and I
laugh as I kiss her on the cheek.

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Skoal Ring
Date: Monday, 29th January 2018 @ 11:05:37 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: nightwolf



She throws my jeans at me

I/'/m confused,
but then she points to the
faded ring on the back pocket
and says..

"That/'/s on every pair
of pants you own"


"OK" said I with a questioning
look on my face.

"It/'/s embarrassing,
and your habit is gross"


My tongue pushes my tobacco into my lip and I
laugh as I kiss her on the cheek.

She doesn/'/t stop me

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