As you grow older, things begin to change. A few years back, someone wrote me a romantic poem titled 'For Julia.' Now, the only thing I get which is titled 'For Julia' is a 54-page attachment regarding some fuddy duddy terms I don't understand.
aw... that's not so bad... look at the brighter side of things like.. how matured you're becoming... like... uh... matured.... and... stuff....
oh well, here's another 'for julia' since u wanted 1...
FoR JuLia
roses are red, violets are blue, julia is like a walrus, so here's a beer for you!! *laughs ecstatically, and runs away before julia can attempt to hurt him*
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aw... that's not so bad... look at the brighter side of things like.. how matured you're becoming... like... uh... matured.... and... stuff....
oh well, here's another 'for julia' since u wanted 1...
FoR JuLia
roses are red,
violets are blue,
julia is like a walrus,
so here's a beer for you!!
*laughs ecstatically, and runs away before julia can attempt to hurt him*
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