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There once was a young man named Dave
And two women whom he did crave.
He couldn't decide,
To both he did lie.
With his balls the road should be paved.
He taught me the art of turning desire to anger. His second
betrayal created enough anger to overcome the ardor; if he
eyer wants me back my response will be to kick him so that
hIS testicles become lodged in his nostrils.
He'll never be forgotten. Even though he's hurt me
m~)fethan anyone ever has, I'll never regret the times he spent
~lth me. He's taught me that I can deal with the pain. From
hIS lies, I learned--about trust and betrayal, promises and lies,
and affection and anger.
Erica Steinacker
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