Bad boys, good girls, bad boys on the streets good girls at home crying. hmm
Why do good girls fall for the bad boys
The ones that always treat them as toys
Those who would care and treat them so special
They leave on the shelf, instead choosing the rebel
Crying alone in their room late at night
Only later in life does wisdom and insight
Reveal the truth the alternative was
Happiness honesty truth because
Longterm devotion the ultimate goal
Leaving you feeling delightfully whole
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Thank you very much.
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Wonderful!
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Thank you very much. Wasn’t too sure where to go with this one.
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Reblogged this on Roberta Pimentel.
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Thank you very much.
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Shelf boy got the best second time around.
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You lost me with “shelf boy” I suspect you meant the line in the poem
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I did.
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Fan-tab-U-lous. š
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Thank you very much. Seems a few enjoyed . . . it who knew?
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You are welcome. š
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