im a little frightenedive never done this before
but my mind is not betrayed
and my fingers type
even though im afraid
that everyone will hate my tripe
the tripe that is my words
the tripe i do type hear
the tripe you do read
if the the text to appear
why a public diary?
that makes such little sense
and the doorbell just wrang
i leaped up to answer
i had a wedgie in my bum
i hear they give you cancer
im wearing black underwear
from a shop at the mall
i was gonna go shoping today
but i didnt
whats the point of a publik diary?
that anyone can write all in
what am i supposed to say?
talk about my love to play?
i always do run about
though i am no dancer,
i wish i knew what i should say
please wont someone answer?
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