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Futhur Adventures Of The Hoe. - Poem by Paris Hilton
Standing on the corner in my hooker pants......
For Jeff....
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 1, 2006
Poem Edited: Thursday, June 1, 2006
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This is deep, and as soon as my side stops hurting I may comment. Deep, deep- doodoo-the second time today I laughed until I hurt. Sorry, Paris but I've seen you in and outof the Hooker Pants. Hasn't everyone? (Report)Reply
And i thought the Real Paris Hilton was a dumb bi-tch.... I'd pay more attention in english class if i were you. You call this poetry. i call it garbage (Report)Reply
this......SUCKS
i think im gunna puke, please dont write anymore (Report)Reply
So lets play a game of snooker
Roger (Report)Reply
What an amazing honour to have hooker pants worn on my behalf - and on a corner too! You poetry continues to enliven my soul - in some strange twisted way. (Report)Reply
sorry ye spelling err' seds cofusment...... (Report)Reply
Say if this is really Paris than you should know me and e-mail me back (Report)Reply