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If you tingle while you mingle be a sweetie and wipe the seaty~!!!  
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me a poem!!!
oh why, oh why could you not be true. You shot me in the knee when I said I had to pee. Then you said you were leaving me. I begged you not to go, I said I wouldn't pee no-more. But then you stabbed me in the heart, just for letting out one little tiny fart. Now I am all alone, and my life is gone. All because of one little pee. You broke up, and killed me. 
 
YOU ASKED FOR THIS,,,,,,lol
 Whole new take on "The Princess and the Pe(e)a"
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Gypsy ! Gypsy !
Shes our girl... If She won't do it- Muriel will !!! 
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Dancing round the windowsills
of other people's lives She gives a hint of mischief and her smile is paradise. She takes her time to know you she couldn't give a toss if you are made of millions as long as she's the Boss. Her hair is whisper white as she trims it with a smile it defies her ministrations -one horn is all the style ! Our world would not be what it is if she did not join in A ringing bell, a roaring laugh Let the ribald banter begin. She has a heart of sweetness A touch of lightest dawn she doesn't ask for much in life but takes away our yawns Who is this 'she' that i speak of this wild and crazy girl? She's known as Gypsy far and wide A treasured precious pearl. 
yeah I know...mush.....once in a while it doesn't hurt...just don't get used to it...awwwwwwlright????? 
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 Whatcha say...pardon me ???
A poem 
Okay here's one  
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Dancing round the windowsills of other people's lives She gives a hint of mischief and her smile is paradise. She takes her time to know you she couldn't give a toss if you are made of millions as long as she's the Boss. Her hair is whisper white as she trims it with a smile it defies her ministrations -one horn is all the style ! Our world would not be what it is if she did not join in A ringing bell, a roaring laugh Let the ribald banter begin. She has a heart of sweetness A touch of lightest dawn she doesn't ask for much in life but takes away our yawns Who is this 'she' that i speak of this wild and crazy girl? She's known as Gypsy far and wide A treasured precious pearl.
yeah I know...mush.....once in a while it doesn't hurt...just don't get used to it...awwwwwwlright?????
Roses are red violets are blue If I was a guy I would do dirty bad things with you!!! 
omg that was Muriel!!! 
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Whatcha say...pardon me ???
A poem
Okay here's one
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Edited by
Up2Us
on
Wed 06/24/09 03:26 AM
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IF...
If only for a moment To call you mine That moment would span eternity Across my heart and mind. Tenderly...Ageless....Ravishing....Amorous What is her real name this Gypsy41 If I had only one thought to share with the world. That thought would be this mysterious Gypsy41 A smile that has captivated the sunlight's radiance. Still, to rest in her arms on a star filled night. Would be a procession of endless midnight dreams. Tenderly...Ageless....Ravishing....Amorous What is her real name this Gypsy41 If only for a moment Too walk hand in hand On the shores of time embraced by dawns first light. Each grain of sand would become a memory. Of what life could be.... |
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Whatcha say...pardon me ???
A poem
Okay here's one
You bet your sweet cheeks I did...   but it looks like you didn't get mine
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IF... If only for a moment To call you mine That moment would span eternity Across my heart and mind. Tenderly...Ageless....Ravishing....Amorous What is her real name this Gypsy41 If I had only one thought to share with the world. That thought would be this mysterious Gypsy41 A smile that has captivated the sunlight's radiance. Still, to rest in her arms on a star filled night. Would be a procession of endless midnight dreams. Tenderly...Ageless....Ravishing....Amorous What is her real name this Gypsy41 If only for a moment Too walk hand in hand On the shores of time embraced by dawns first light. Each grain of sand would become a memory. Of what life could be....
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Whatcha say...pardon me ???
A poem
Okay here's one
You bet your sweet cheeks I did... but it looks like you didn't get mine
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Whatcha say...pardon me ???
A poem
Okay here's one
You bet your sweet cheeks I did... but it looks like you didn't get mine
Gypsy41...wth you're not 41 anymore...
okay, okay I'll be quiet, shssssssh
holly shitola that be alot of missed opportunities hemmmm, maybe
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