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It was very sticky 
Myron had to use his dicky 
Wiping his face 
Needing to build his case 
He used a four letter word 
In front of a girl 
She started to cry 
Knowing she was got caught in a lie 
Starting to cry 
Said goodbye 
Home she ran 
To her Mommy Fran 
Fran picked up the phone 
And with an angry tone 
Told Myron’s Mother Joan 
Well Joan was livid 
That her little Myron did it 
Used a four letter word 
In front of a girl 
No one was there 
When Myron peered down the stairs 
Feeling very scared 
He didn’t go down, not even dared 
“Myron did you use a four letter word? 
In front of a girl?!?!” 
Myron thought he was going to hurl 
“Yes I did Mom 
I let loose an F Bomb” 
Myron said being very calm 
“I wanted to be on her best friend list 
And I used the F Bomb when I was dissed 
She had another guy named Brad 
So I was mad 
Just like Dad 
When you threw him out then called a cab 
Remember you used an F Bomb 
Mom” 
Turning into a red lobster 
Looking to kill like a mobster 
“Myron I do not like your tone 
Go to bed all alone!!” 
Hours passed 
And Myron had an urge to release more than gas 
“Mom I want you to know 
I really have to go 
A four letter F Bomb is coming 
Not a solid but running” 
When Myron was in the can 
His Mommy came to understand 
With pink stuff in a bottle 
And TLC on the throttle 
“You were not in the bathroom sitting bricks 
You were feeling sick” 
He looked into his mother’s eyes 
Honest no lies 
“She liked someone else other than me 
She was such a tease 
Does everything as she please” 
Joan being a good mother gave him a hug 
Took away the troubling love and bug 
“You want some warm bake cookies?” 
“Sure Mom but first let me call my bookie” 
In the end 
And time to defend 
Just say when 
Pushing the F Bomb button that says send
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