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Rules are made to be broken, Promises are not, but I did. My promise lay on the floor, shattered shards of glass threatening... And then you came, and swept them up, said it was okay, and that the glass was trivial. Friendship is not, and you are a good friend.
There you have it, really shitty, hungover poetry all for you, cause you TOTALLY rock like granite. Actually, granite has nothing on you. I hope you are feeling better hon. XOXO!!
Dude, Step-dawg, when are you going to give us the low-down on this crazy party? Don't make me wait till I'm back in town! (Which is technically tomorrow...)
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An Ode to Steppie:
Rules are made to be broken,
Promises are not, but I did.
My promise lay on the floor,
shattered shards of glass threatening...
And then you came, and swept them up,
said it was okay, and that the glass
was trivial. Friendship is not, and
you are a good friend.
There you have it, really shitty, hungover poetry all for you, cause you TOTALLY rock like granite. Actually, granite has nothing on you. I hope you are feeling better hon. XOXO!!
Glad you had a good time... we must trade pics sometime soon!
Dude, Step-dawg, when are you going to give us the low-down on this crazy party? Don't make me wait till I'm back in town! (Which is technically tomorrow...)
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