(By Laura)

Why do you do that?
That thing I wanna do...
Rip it outta my hands,
throw it back in my face
Watch me scream in agony
The shame I suffer
When I look at you
Confusion seeping in my veins
My actions scrambled
A loss of words
Enjoyed by your presence
Yet disturbed by your intelligence
I'm yet to understand
this pain I long to feel
It won't stop...
The bruises still to heal
Watching your victory
I lose all hope in succeeding
Suck my brains out
with your creativity...

(By Miranda)

My name is Laura
I write songs really good
I have a PS2 and a four-wheeler
I live in da hood

I'm really pretty
I have big boobs
My friend Miranda and I
Have a friend named Calvin Rueb

We call him Calvin Hobbs
And he thinks we're dumb
But I know that Miranda
Is the only dumb one

I don't know why
I'm friends with her
Cause I say her face is ugly
And hairy... like fur

She hits me and pinches
It leaves bruises and marks
I say mean things to her
And the mean Ashley's bark

WHAT IS THIS MIRANDA THING
THAT FOLLOWS ME AROUND
I THINK IT'S SOME KIND OF FREAK
AND HER BUTTHOLE IS BROWN

Her face is disgusting
When she's absent I'm happy
But when I get home
I tell her I'm "empty"

I don't get it ... why
Am I friends with her?
She's weird looking
WITH A FACE THATS HAIRY LIKE FUR

I already said that
So I'll shut up now
But if you see this Miranda thing
Yell "OMG A COW!!"