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[aid] => mick
[title] => She Was Playin' On The Hill
[time] => 2009-11-01 11:15:50
[hometext] => .....sometimes the pain comes across sarcastically.....
[bodytext] => she was playin' on the hill
when she lost her little pill
of these silly games she's had her fill
she's wanting to know where to send the bill
all outta candy she cannot even chill
growing weary of the same old ugly drill
'cuz now she's looking for someone to kill
no longer wishes to be in the one of many mill
no more bending to another's will
when it's her turn there's next to nil
she's decided to drink heavily upon some swill
so she'll sit back and just wait until
she can play back up on her hill
pop her different colored little pills
engage in games that take less of their skill
she'll laugh and point and wait for them to thrill
maybe then she'll finally get her fill
smile deliciously and rest upon her hill
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[informant] => jaeann
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[alanguage] => english
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[topicname] => EmotionalPoetry
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