Molly

by AJ   Jul 9, 2006


Molly was the golden girl.
Perfect hair.
Perfect smile.
Not the least bit wild.
A parents wet dream
is what many had sayed.
But Molly had other ideas in her head.
She love the attention from the boys.
The always called her phone.
But what noone realized,
was Molly wasn't looking for A BONE.

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