As If
Oh, come on
I mean, really
You didn't actually think you had a chance with me
Did you?
Oh, you did
Well.
I think you've had too much to drink
'Cause there's no way I'd ever let you touch me
Even if I was drunk, high, and delerious
You still wouldn't have a chance
So, please take your skanky, greasy self off to somwhere else
Oh, and by the way
You dance like a spaz.
Copyright Smolderfrost.  If you were to steal this poem, it would make me sad and I would cry.  Then I'd sic the Goddess on you, and she would make you very very sorry.
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