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Misery

Oh here comes misery again, My constant companion, she says I'm a bi~~#, She follows me around, Wherever I go, Misery loves company, She keeps asking me why do I love you so much, And no-one else, I said is it because I'm stinking rich!

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Date: 11/28/2010 4:32:00 AM
This is to funny, nice to be rich though. Maybe you could pay someone to carry misery around for you.
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