POEMINHA
Sunday, July 31st, 2005 I can be gentle, and I can be sweet
I can cut you into tiny little pieces
Cause I carry a knife in between my teeth
Can you take that?
I can please you, make you smile
I can tease you, make you vile
I can do nothing, nothing, nothing
Can you have that?
Ha, irony is the ultimate menace
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