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Poem, December 04 2009 @ 7:56AM by
 mfheah
My dad's a secret agent
He works all day and night He brings me home some presents Which I don't really like He brings me cars and dolls but I'm too old for that I want guns and a surfboard but instead he brings me a cat The cat looks so ugly He thinks she looks so cute she licks my face all day which makes me wanna puke Poem I made up at School  
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