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I like to scribble from time to time i have a knack of making them rhyme heres one to make u smile maybe even laff courtsey of a wee random lass ....
Material girls they make me sick
And the guys that go for them geez your thick!
Buy me lots of presents and worship me more,
Get your hands in your wallets if you want to score
The more you give the longer they will stay
When your bank balance hits zero they are on their way,
They will wreck your heads and leave you girl shy
They are not looking for that one special guy,
For money has no value when it comes love
But to score that you got to be a cut above,
Stop thinking it comes easy make the effort for fcuks sake
Some girls are worth it we’re not all on the take,
She’s easily found if you know where to look
She won’t stand for no sh!t so don’t bring a little black book
She offers what she craves and nothing else u see
Its respect and your love exclusively,
She will be your lover best friend and a whole heap of fun
And you will still have your taxi fair home when you’re done.
hope ya enjoied my way with words O_o
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