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This is just a silly poem I wrote to a girl I was seeing when we were both awake at 3:28am texting. I had been reading Tim Burton so did this, photographed it and sent it as an MMS.
I still have the original poem but not original girl.
The 5th part of the history of Richard Channing
Experimenting with limerick shaped scribbles
Poetry | Updated Nov 3, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2