Kat Lawrence Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Kat Lawrence



Kat thinks that she's empty,
I think she's not.
May be a bit quirky,
and totally hot.

She digs Mighty Boosh,
they have their t-shirts.
To see her in one,
looks so good it hurts.

I like her in glasses,
with hair that has curl.
No part of the masses,
this is one special girl.

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