PSEUDOSUESS
He is Mike
Who I don't like
Take a hike
Two-timing tike
He is Mike
He wanted my bike
At his home---yikes
Three-wheel trikes
He is unclean
His soul is full of mean
He's ungodly and obscene
He uses women in between
He is unclean
Screams, "You're a teen"
For venting, as the scenes
All-the-way-up-to-here-in greens
He is Mike
Him, I don't like
Not the tall Peak of Pike
Lucifer low like, two-timing tike.
5/14/2006 0130 cj
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