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Sasurealian

Published: Mar 13, 2012

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_{I cross my arms and take a sigh
I wish these hours would go by

One two three and then a pop
Oh my god, no, please stop

You look at me and give a smile
This is never going to be worth while

I hold my hand out for the gum
You shake your head and stick out your tongue

Three two one and then a pop
Listen now, you better stop!

I move one over from my seat
You move one closer right by me

You blow a bubble, I roll my eyes
You won't do it if you're wise

Took one quick second and another pop
I yelled out this has to stop!

I reached for the gum inside your mouth
You pull away and start to pout

Pop pop pop, ugh, not again
Give me the gum and let me win!

I nurse my temples on my head
And know my face is becoming red

My lips meet your's and then my tongue
I will get it, I'll find that gum!

My tongue takes wonder inside your mouth
I find the candy and my heart shouts

I start to chew what was your's
You glare at me down to my core

Then, I swallow, the gum is now gone
You knew this was coming all along

You pull out out a new stick of gum
My insides are frozen and very numb

I look at you as you begin to laugh
Don't make me have to get it back}

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