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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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There once was this guy called The Girth,
Whose name was apt for what it's worth,
He heard about Fab,
Thought he'd give it a stab,
But hasn't had many chances to move the earth.
The one thing he'll do is persist,
Rejection alone won't get him pissed,
He'll just carry on looking,
Cause the ladies of Fab are cooking,
When the chance comes along it won't be missed.
This poem I promise won't run and run,
The moral to this story is just have fun,
Fab's the talk of the town,
So it won't get him down,
Because he knows the opportunities will cum. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I thought young girth's poem quite good,
Some lady should drag him t'woods
She should see to his needs,
Fulfill hers also indeed,
Then throw his poem writing pen into the s. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"I thought young girth's poem quite good,
Some lady should drag him t'woods
She should see to his needs,
Fulfill hers also indeed,Hands up
Then throw his poem writing pen into the s."
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