A poem for you
On this day, my name hold weight, anytime you think of me, think Christmas trees.. because I get green, and i’m real mean
except only difference between them and me, i actually quite enjoy the human experience
Me You, Sue, Lou, cool
new boo, new rules, new tools,
ah ha, i bet you want it to be over, that’s exactly how i feel
when i’m sober..

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