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60 seconds. "60 seconds?!! 60 seconds! Just a minute! Wait a tick! I'm nearly ready ... Packed my poems. I just can't choose which one to pick. Wait a sec, Hold on now, will ya? What! ..? I've started!? Bloody hell! How long till my time runs out? Will we hear a little bell?" Righto then. ( Calm down, get started.) Try to (shit!) compose yourself. Curse my bloody Tourettes's syndrome. Curse this stress - this mental health. Focus now! Just read the poem. We're all adults; among friends now. Bugga, don't let on your nervous. Holy crap! Don't have a cow. Here we go then. What's the title? Come on now remember it ... something .. something with true love... Bloody damn! and @#$%! an sh*t! Wait! I've got it! "Good evening, Folks. Tonight I'd like to share with you a little piece, I hope you like it, called, "My love from me to ..." "What's that?" "My time's up?" (Oh, thank goodness for that!) (c) MrsMyth (TJ McGowan) |
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