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8/18/2013 6:58:20 PM

Gabe Shelly
Posts: 95
And they walked away laughing--
It made me simmer.
The one with the long legs glared,
"You'll never...," she said-- and hot I became--
It doesn't matter.
The farther away "It" seems the closer I get
If I only had the Dead Presidents...


(Alright, this is for all you Einstein's out there--"What is a 'Dead President'?" Take out a dollar bill, if you got the picture already, then you can think you're pretty smart. If not, look at it. On the bill on one side is our nation's emblem in the form of a monument, statue, etc. On the other side is a... "Dead President".)
edited by Gabe on 8/18/2013
edited by Gabe on 8/18/2013
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