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                Inside
          Life, what is life?
         Hate, what is hate?
          Love, what is love?
       Depressed, is what i feel
             Life, is what i live
           Hate, is what i see
           Love, is whats inside

   7 Days
 7 days 7 nights
  7 days til i fight
 7 days 7 night
7 days left of light
7 days 7 nights
7 days til I die
7 days 7 nights
7 day's left to lie
7 days left to live
7 days left to give
7 days left of life
7 days left til I see the scythe
just 7 days til I die
and all I ask is why?
7 days                  

             

A NAUGHTY LITTLE POEM?

Im sure you can imagine

As plain as you can be

The place is Picadilly

The player He and she

She whispered "will it hurt me?"

"of course not"answered he

"its a very simple process,

you can rely on me."

She said "Im frightened,

Ive not had this before.

My friend has had it five times.

And said it can be sore."

Then finally contented

Laid back and relaxed a bit

Quickly and readily he bent over her

And then he started it

It was growing rather painful

Tears formed in her eyes

It was hurting quite a bit now

It must have been quite a size

"Calm yourself," he whispered

His face was filled with a grin

"Try and open a bit wider

So I can get it in".

"Its coming now," He whispered.

"I know."She cried in a bliss

Feeling it deep within her now

She said "I am glad I am having this."

And with final effort

She gave a frightened shout.

He gripped it in anguish

And quickly pulled it out.

She layed back quite contented

Sighed and gave a smile

She smiled "I am glad I came now

You made it worth my while."

Now if you read this carefully

The dentist you will find

It not what you imagined

Its just your dirty little mind!!

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