And he used his head
He grabbed his jersey
Took a good grip
He said
that if he wanted the shirt
so badly
they could change
afterwards
he answered
short
that he rather preferred
his sister
And he used his head
Poetry by Spleen
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Written on 2006-09-07 at 02:23
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