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Girl Poem
Girl Poem
You don't have to read this, it is simply nothing. It starts like this: I shave my legs, I sit down to ###. And I can justify any shopping spree. I can balance the chequebook, I can pump my own gas. Can talk to my friends, about the size of my ###. My beauty's a ######, and yes, it takes long. At least I can admit, to others when I'm wrong. I don't drive in circles, at any cost. And I don't have a problem, admitting I'm lost. I never forget, an important date. You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late. I don't have a problem, With Expressing my feelings. I know when you're lying, You look at the ceiling. Flowers are okay, But jewellery's best. Look at me you idiot... Not at my chest???? DON'T call me a GIRL , a BABE or a CHICK. I am a WOMAN. Get it?, you #####!?! (Excuse my English) منقول طبعاً .............من بريدي تعديل ادراي تم تعديل الكلمات الغير لائقة |
not so nice try :oops:
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الساعة بإيدك هلق يا سيدي 01:32 (بحسب عمك غرينتش الكبير +3) |
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ما بخفيك.. في قسم لا بأس به من الحقوق محفوظة، بس كمان من شان الحق والباطل في جزء مالنا علاقة فيه ولا محفوظ ولا من يحزنون