Fri, 17 Oct 2008
Gone are the daze this mortal played long
Jumping and running were his ambition
He was in dreamland sleeping too long
Rain was cut short; he realized it’s not his position
That his knees and ankles were fading
Age has made him wiser; all we’re the saying
Not only known for his long slong
Big hearted brother in his thong
Yellow fruity fruit fruit
Doesn’t he look really cute?
Paving the frontiers of bling blings
Sense of fashion world out of things
Colorful images hurts side mirrors
Laughter you can hear on these jurors
Lately we’ve noticed
That his joke in pants
Even his tricycle bands
Being copied by fools
Who look like people jools.
Now who is standing tall in stools
WTF! Who threw that stool?
Not all is bad, we are not cruel
His hand is smooth as his pull
We especially like his forehand throw
Winked on some girls’ woe like to flow
Like his favorite song so slow
Including let’s wait a while… ooooh
Manwhore no more he has become
Now grooming very handsome
Thank you he said, you are welcome
Enough with this sh*t, now its done.
XOXO,
Gossip boy
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