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Mar 01, 2008
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panic
Panic is a friend of mine,
He comes to visit often,
And when he tends to talk through me,
His words he doesn't soften,
He shakes me up,
And makes me sweat,
Oh, how I wish,
We'd never met.
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RSScheerer
18 years 2 months ago
Panic
poewriter58
18 years 2 months ago
Nice work!
Janice Pearce
18 years 2 months ago
Panic