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My 12 Year OLDS Sun Son First POEM ON THE GAME HE TRUELY LOVES INPROVED HOPEFULLY BY HIS DAD JASON TOGHETHER IM SURE WE WILL GET THERE THEIR TOGHER JAHS BLESSING JASON.P..Gs....xxxx....xxx...xx..x.....x.

Poetry By: DadaGspot69
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football footy soccer sport beutiful game sons son suns sun poem 1st improved by his dad 2nd time round hope u you like the colaberation jasons blessings kyles bless hope you u like please leave comment for me and above all my sun son kyle jason alfie bob griffiths snr....bless...xxx..xx.x....


Submitted:Sep 12, 2011    Reads: 13    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Im not playing for the fame, i just love this game, i don't wanna look lame, im gunna, make you look tame, just by winning this game, and get abit of fame, maybe we will win this game, i scored a goal from the halfway line , you shit yourself and broke your spine!, you don't wanna crawl, you wanna play with the ball, I aint no snitch , im gunna give you a stitch , and treat you like a bitch , after i scored i the crucial goal you stood there looking like you were pissed like a drunk goldfish, because your team was so rubbish, while im taking the mick, all i know is that we won this game! because our team was so sick, all you could do , is play with your dick, As you stand we made you feel like you were playing in quick sand, dissapearing under land, we expand , we rule the land , the fans are our gods hand as he planned , our footy team will always conqeur every land! As god will always lend us a hand! .by kyle j.a.b.griffiths....




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