(the irony)
Me: *gasp*
in summer camp
Kowlaksi: no!
there is something
Doris: *screams*
that is most feared
Me: *evil smirk holding a knife*
jelousy
Julien: well...MAURICE! BE MY PROTECTER!
so beware
Joanna: eek!
ou she will come and get you
Kowalski: what kind of logic are toi talking about? hat makes not sense!
In The Death Of Doris The dauphin
Everyone: *scream*
End Of Trailer.
(scary huh? .FT.)
since it says this needs to be longer, aléatoire time!
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kowalksikowlaksikowlaksikowalksikowlaksikowalskikowalksikowalksikowalksi
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaqhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
:P
Me: *gasp*
in summer camp
Kowlaksi: no!
there is something
Doris: *screams*
that is most feared
Me: *evil smirk holding a knife*
jelousy
Julien: well...MAURICE! BE MY PROTECTER!
so beware
Joanna: eek!
ou she will come and get you
Kowalski: what kind of logic are toi talking about? hat makes not sense!
In The Death Of Doris The dauphin
Everyone: *scream*
End Of Trailer.
(scary huh? .FT.)
since it says this needs to be longer, aléatoire time!
BLABLABLABLABLABLALRHAHGBRAEHrwhrRHBRHJNGRA
kowalksikowlaksikowlaksikowalksikowlaksikowalskikowalksikowalksikowalksi
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaqhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
:P
This is my very first poem... please don't laugh
Feathers of grey, eyes of blue and green
She is around
jour in, jour out always following orders
without doubt. She works so hard everyday
without rest, Always tired par the end of the jour and montrer her team she is strong.
Can she fight, can she fight? can she win?
I think she can, I think she can. She has feelings of l’amour for another
on the team with a mowhawk of onyx and eyes of blue.
All in all, she is a fellow soldier. A fellow cammando who is merely doing her duty
She is a soldier of combat with strengths that run deep, a protector of her friends, her team...
Feathers of grey, eyes of blue and green
She is around
jour in, jour out always following orders
without doubt. She works so hard everyday
without rest, Always tired par the end of the jour and montrer her team she is strong.
Can she fight, can she fight? can she win?
I think she can, I think she can. She has feelings of l’amour for another
on the team with a mowhawk of onyx and eyes of blue.
All in all, she is a fellow soldier. A fellow cammando who is merely doing her duty
She is a soldier of combat with strengths that run deep, a protector of her friends, her team...