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Courtney Starace Poem
We call our teacher Biopimp,
He comes in after hours.
He walks with a ghetto limp,
And hes like Austin Powers.
We know about his secret life,
The way he turns the tables.
He pimps it out without a wife,
I think he knows Scott Savol.
Dedicated to Bill Lastowski
Copyright © Courtney Starace | Year Posted 2005
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Courtney Starace Poem
You brighten up my life, my world, my smile,
You make my heart leap, jump and skip a beat.
Though our eyes have not met in a ling while,
I dream of the day our lips should meet.
Looking into you mystifying eyes,
Being held in your arms all safe and sound.
For my heart seems to grow three times its size,
Each and every time you are around.
I feel a rush like the wake of tide,
Every time you say to me "I Love You."
I feel a glowing warmness all inside,
It is then that I know our love is true.
When I say that "I Love You," its no lie,
Boy, my love for you will never die.
Copyright © Courtney Starace | Year Posted 2005
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