Back in lyf lost in tym
there was a Rhyme
I used to sing
everthing seeemed fine.
Then came the present
the events were not decent
I fairly died in the act
its a miracle am still alive infact.
Now here is the future
I realise I loved a loser
She was a money boozer
is happy now with an ATM blooper.
Then came a Lady
Preety & had nobody
the sweetest friend of mine
You made My lyf a beautiful Rhyme...
2 comments:
awwwww....dats so sweet ro...love u man!
hehe!
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