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Old 21-10-2007, 01:33 PM
Timmay Timmay is offline
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And the drum played

And the drum played

After the sex, they sat on the bed.
The chick, thinking about how she loved him,
The dude, thinking how she was gunna be dead.

He whipped out the gun, saying, “Time to die bitch.”
And in one fell shriek, she fell, but not too far.
And laughed like a moron till he started to stitch.

The swinging door keeps blowing in the wind.
Some guy with a beer gut clambers on in
And stumbled onto her so she was completely pinned.

The treachery was so sad, it sounded like a story.
The dude ignorant to the fatty’s suffering
While he sob’s next to his girl, still in naked glory.

To make a short story shorter,
The dude comes out and killed the fatty.
Tonight, the dude was a real charmer.

After all, the dude took to the beat of a different drummer.




For clarification, read the well done poem by Lullabyhearts in order to understand the parody. Thanks for the influence

Last edited by Timmay; 01-12-2007 at 03:12 PM.
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