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Mr. Romantic
I came to your locker
With my chocolate and rose
I ask you to be my girl friend
And you know how it goes
So you get excited
And start jumping around
I tell you I want 3.50 for the chocolates
And then you start kicking me down
So I say sorry
“how about we go eat
Lets go to mcdonald
There you can feast”
So I take you to mcdonald
Letting u ride my bike
“here is the dollar menu
You can chose anything you like
You get a sandwich
And I get some fries
And the bill came to two dollars
so I start to cry
“dam that’s a lot of money
I am definetly not going to pay
So take out your wallet
You will pay the bill today”
You start to cry
And then you run away
So I stop you and tell you
Listen I have something to say
I can’t bare to see u cry
You have bewitched me
Mind body soul for I love you
That love sends me soaring through eternity
Oh romio that’s the sweetest thing ever
You’re the best, I love you
Wow who knew the stuff from movies works
Wahooooo!
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Now, just imagine this:
The first time I saw you, my heart leaped from my chest.
My heart sought compassion and security but you crushed it by your past bad experiences.
Time and time again I have courted thee, thine mind overshadows the truth.
Neither lust nor obsession lurks around the mind.
Neither rhyme nor poetry can defend the pain which comes from jilted love.
Oh God! Need we see another Miss Havisham or a Pip broken by contemporary Estella?
How long shall I be plagued with pain and effort which yield not the attention of thine heart?
Have ye no compassion any more?
Need not the experiences cost dearly that ye ought to at least listen, take notice and refine what's in store?
I bid thee farewell for my efforts are wasted.
Life without your attention seemed like empty and pasted.
Knock Knock! Know ye not that thine efforts are in vain.
How long shall it rain?
I HOPE IT MAKE YOU LAUGH
AND TELL ALL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT IT