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THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEN


Submitted:Mar 12, 2008    Reads: 106    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


Last year I thought about buying a dog.

But I changed my mind and I got a frog.

When it comes to my love life, I'm in a slump.

The girls see me and my frog and I get dumped.

I have warts on my hands, my face and even on my pecker.

When I answer the door, I scare the hell out of the bill collectors.

They all run away because my big warts makes them very ill.

I may be a social outcast but at least I'm getting out of paying my bills.





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