Trembling,
I may be accepting this,
As how you're going to be,
And frightening,
As your scowl is in the morning,
I can't imagine,
Anyone else next to me,
So please shout,
And throw cooked things at me,
When you feel like you're cheated,
Because honey I do to,
And when all we have,
Is that old heirloom coffee table,
Well.
We'll go ahead and sell that too.
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2 comments:
i really like these 3 new posts...they are a bit too sad though. :-( --> wrong
:-) --> right!
they are sad. and My God is sadly true. and I think you've a typo in this one -- "I do to" should be "too."
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