My friend never orders dessert, but when I do, she ends up eating at least half of mine every time. Ease my pain, Dervish.
When the dessert menu comes, you pass
You act stuffed as you sip from your glass
And then you attack
My cake like it's crack
From now on you can kiss my fat ass
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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