My Poetry, Jokes That Aren't Funny
Roses Are Red Violets Are Blue If you don't like my poems Then you can go screw
Friday, October 28, 2005
I took off my hat
I took off my hat
And walked to work in the cold
as the sun rose behind the clouds
It was glorious
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