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I Woke up on this morning,
and I was feeling great!
but one look in the mirror
and I knew my hairless fate
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I step into the apartment I call hell.
It wants my money
and it wants my soul.
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When my teacher called me a poet,
she must've been insane!
There's not an ounce of poetry
inside my empty brain!
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how i wish upon a star
til evening turns to early dawn
how i wish and wonder why
these poems of death
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Mr Pimple
They call me Mr. Pimple.
But Stevie's my real name.
I've got such lovely dimples
but pimples are my bane!
My mother buys me Clearosil
My father brings me masks.
Im 31 years old today!
How long can puberty last!
Im tired of cops stopping me,
they always seem confused.
My big red pussing pimples
look just like gunshot wounds!
Il never have a girlfriend
and Il never have a wife,
but one's things dam for certain
Il have pimples til I die!
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