

Happy Birthday Poem for Gabby A birthday poem about a great person and an even better friend Gabrielle WrightHappy Birthday Poem for Gabby
A birthday is special but comes once a year. Spend it with friends and family dear.
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rageits getting closer. the rage and anger are building. the dark monster is drawing nearer to unleashing its self. the idiot that shouts at the fire saying "im in charge. you live under my roof. and, Dont talk back to me." will be the first to burn and i will smile at his end. for he would not heed my warnings and tried to control the demon with threats, bribes and insults. his day will come. mark my words. my only concern now is for the few friends that know know to bring holy water to kill the beast and put out the fire of my rage. however all is not lost. hear my call Nye my plea for those who wish me well. my friends,rage
made me think of you hahaha!
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"Don't mock my smock, or I'll clean your clock."
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Sorry if my spelling sucks.
to pursue happieness is to live life, which makes life a liberty in and of itself.
hahahaha!
but for real man we needs to hang out
soon
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"Don't mock my smock, or I'll clean your clock."
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Sorry if my spelling sucks.
to pursue happieness is to live life, which makes life a liberty in and of itself.
--
Sorry if my spelling sucks.
to pursue happieness is to live life, which makes life a liberty in and of itself.
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Sorry if my spelling sucks.
to pursue happieness is to live life, which makes life a liberty in and of itself.
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