
Hormones and rhyming dictionaries seem to go together. Let's celebrate this by publishing the poems you wrote as a teenager.
( , Thu 11 Aug 2005, 14:49)
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Bill, Dominic or whatever
you were so warm yet
it was not mine to get
I shall lust after thee forever
For I am powerless to control
the hopeless feelings
the book of life shall unroll
after our icy dealings
Yet I like thee even more
but I shall never sit beside thee
no nay never, no nay never no more
( , Tue 16 Aug 2005, 16:21, Reply)
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