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[aid] => mick
[title] => Those Girls
[time] => 2004-07-01 21:54:01
[hometext] => This is my first humorous poem I've written. Please comment and tell me what you think!
[bodytext] => I’m glad the school days are over and I don’t have to go back to school Dreaded every year I’d have to be with those girls that were so cruel Wishing they’d never of talked to me because they don’t really care All they think of is themselves, and “no I really don’t like your hair!” Is it really necessary to spend hours in front of the mirror every day? You look the same when you’re done except you’re stiff with hair spray Trying out for the circus? You have so make makeup on you look like a clown Good thing you don’t smile, your face would crack if you broke your frown I’ve seen your kind in stores and the underwear you wear looks like an eye patch Were you Wendy in Peter Pan because Captain Hook and you would be a perfect match What do you pay less at stores for the least fabric you wear? Don’t bend down or your pants are going to tear Your skimpy shirts and jeans so tight and low I’m sorry to tell you but you look like a hoe Put that thong away we don’t want to see! Ahh! I think that big brown eye is looking at me To girls ‘beneath’ you you’ll roll your eyes Snicker and laugh like you’re a real big prize Spread nasty rumors about your friends and bicker When time to make up you blame it all on the liquor Your friends and you switch boyfriends every week Muscular ones with good looks and a great technique You have sex with him and you get the one with bad aim It’s really too bad that he doesn’t even know your name I know what you’re thinking, but I’m not jealous by any means I’m pregnant with twins and I’m engaged to the man of my dreams Just wanted to write a poem about the girls I don’t like I hope that they grow up and they all become a dyke [comments] => 3 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 7 [informant] => Seans_Girl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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