It's happened once, it's happened twice,
But really... Can't we just play nice?
So much mean
And accusations,
Privacy has its
Violations.
Nasty words
Thrown around,
Curses, mean things
Always found.
I came here
And here I write,
But here has moments
Filled with spite.
Staying out
And keeping clean,
But can't it stop?
We're not all mean.
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B ehind your back they'll talk, I s anyone safe anymore. T o me it grates like chalk, C hatting shit, its just a bore. H ow would it feel, I wonder.
I'm the captain of whiskers There is no substitute Even my physical attire Screams out....little youth (Ickle yoot) My aimed actions uncouth Designed to cause a stir It's...
2. Ignorance is the night of the mind, but a night without moon and star.Ignore small minded people.
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