I wrote you a little poem:Cold sore, you are not my friend.Your stay, it seems, will have no end.I wish that you would go awayYou make me feel like it's a rotten day.So take your ouch and take your redand be gone you stupid poo poo head.
Jill I like your poem it is very cute.
not to make you mad...but I have never had a cold sore! I have heard that they suck though! Jill Oaks is so stinking funny! I love her poo poo talk!
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I wrote you a little poem:
Cold sore, you are not my friend.
Your stay, it seems, will have no end.
I wish that you would go away
You make me feel like it's a rotten day.
So take your ouch and take your red
and be gone you stupid poo poo head.
Jill I like your poem it is very cute.
not to make you mad...but I have never had a cold sore! I have heard that they suck though! Jill Oaks is so stinking funny! I love her poo poo talk!
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