B-Day Poem by Nadia O.Z

B-Day



Of all the things
Constantly to be misused by
YOur wear your cologne as cheap
As your smile
I find is hard to believe
That you come up with those pick up lines
On your own
They sound repetitive
Now all I'm hearing is...
'Oh baby,
baby'

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