With a competion on who loves who more...I know I'll win...I have to write a sexy poem.
Clothes on, no
Clothes off, Maybe
Can I have a kiss
Can I touch you
Baby girl I love you
ANd more than you'll ever know
School isn't grand
But you make things better
Sometimes I hate sitting still
BUt the thought of calms my body
Sometimes I wonder
How can I be so lucky
When in front of me
Is this sexy girl
WHo is my everything
I hope that she'll always be mine
I'm her slave
I'm her girl
She may be a sexy stalker
But I'm a cute police woman
And together we are cute
Maybe even trouble
Oh well, I'll always love her
But now I leave
For a thing called school
She'll be on my mind
My precious sexy stalker
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"If you were dead or still alive. I don't care, I swear I don't care."
Embrace what you are and who you are
"If you were dead or still alive. I don't care, I swear I don't care."
Embrace what you are and who you are