Young women

by sammy jo   Nov 17, 2005


Oh young women sitting in the park, Oh young women when are you going to die. Oh young women I wish you would die your pretter then me and how i wish you were ugly, oh young women dieing everyday become more sick so you can feel the sickness you put me through, Oh young women become better please, Oh young women become old and married so you can feel loved oh young women I wish you could dream, Oh young women your laughter makes me gag Oh young women I hate you, you died.

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