Motley Crue Poem by chris bowen
Motley Crue
so bad.this love i had.when the wad of paper is spit.i hit.now i quit.do i like it? no.i would rather be in mexico.swine flu to go, so i rio de ginero.the larry from three's company bumped into me and said nice poetry.isnt it enough? my stuff turned down and im a clown and i still dont have a penny.give me any.ill take 42 looks at you before i do go in.i'd rather die than be them.
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