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Letters about Girls

Poetry By: L D Sexy
Song lyrics

venbting about a girl i mean bitch i mean lady no no i mean skank o well i dunno female i suppose?

Submitted:Sep 22, 2009    Reads: 155    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

alri bitch here how you wanted it
so ill birng it

i used to kinda like you
but that was in the past
now i realize you got no tits and a flat ass
i used to like you but that time done passd
your a fucking slut you got 2 dicks in your ass

you wrote me love letters ya we even had a song
i thought i knew about you but i guess that i was wrong
so ill put you in this song
let me hit the bong
i need to get the thought of you in a thong
out of my mind
cuz that shit is dirt
if you suckd my dick i bet i wouldnt even squirt
id be blue up to my ears
i hope this bring you tears
you lying emo bitch you look older than 44 years

face is straight nasty
but you dont wanna love me?
why cuz i got a bit of acne?
thats a bit shawllow b
and all you say is sawrry?
nah dont be sorry
just read my new love letter
i hope it makes you feel better
it prolly wont cuz the only thing that does is some blockage in your gutter
what did you just mutter?
o your choking on some cum
damn its ok your not the only one

see i dont need you
i cant get with any girl
and fuck them in they ass until they feel their stomach curl
you picked the wrong guy
to try and fuckn play
you wont get any of my paper nope not today
or any other day
bitch your dirt im done wit you get out my way

dont write me any notes about how you were wrong
bitch i know im the bomb
and your just a dumb blonde
ya i know your hair is black
ready im a let you in on the secret but its kinda wack
when your back is on the bed
and the guy cums all over your head
your hair colour changes 11 times out of 10

bitch leave me alone
i have better things to do
i would rather look at my shit and name it after you
you have so much in common
your smelly and light brown
cept my poo is skinny and your fucking round

and by round i mean fat
yes i calld you fat
gotta problem with it call weight watchers they'll fix that

ya im full of jokes
but id rather be a clown
then be like you full of cum with my head always down
aww dont be sad did i make you frown
i cant even tell are you white or are you brown?

so i guess ill stop here befor i make you cry
i hope you dont have thoughts about how you wanna die
cuz i know you are a freak and you cut your wrists
your mind isnt normal you have a psycho twist


im straight sexy


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