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Cry Some MoreOne evening as my darling's napping for awhile I think of snapping all the fingers gently tapping tapping on my chamber door and just for jest and muse I query for the night is old and weary I grow too tired, my stomach groans my eyes can hardly take much more my chair even creaks and moans and screeches on my chamber floorCry Some More
I decide apon pleasant game of gentle men and gentle dames would satisfy my bordom too I double-click on TF2 another update woe is me they found a bug inside a tree I appreciate the work but I now feel like playing
by ~DJAnubisofEgypt
A poem for a sleeperHey there jessa, as you lay there asleep you look so cute and I hear not a peep I could reach down and hug you and kiss your nose and get the smile for which my wind blows oh little angel, you've fallen so far you came from the north to save me down here in the south to recover your love and to live and breath right with me you will leave today, it's such a shame but we can keep playing this silly little game we always will play and always will lose but that's half the fun of taking a snooze at the right time and at the right place a snooze a snoreA poem for a sleeper
by ~DJAnubisofEgypt
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