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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The Rubber Poem

Kissing is a habit
Fucking is a game
Guys get the pleasure
Girls get the pain

The boy says ILY
You believe it's true
But when your tummy starts to swell,
He just says, "Who the hell are you?"

5 hours of pleasure
9 months of pain
2 days in the hospital
And a baby without a name

The baby is a bastard
The mother is a whore
This wouldn't happen
If the rubber was put on

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