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Poordork

Sleeping every day the stubble that won't go away Dork with geeky sight Wants to get more rest this night Western winds Sh-tting pants Filled with sadness and no romance Butt of a thousand yokes Sitting duck amidst life's cruel jokes I run away to the bowels,New York Hidden from view a decrepit poor dork

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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