So, I married an ax murderer, what is there left to say? though I think he's crazy, It's the price I have to pay. So, I'm married to a lunny, and he picked just the right gal, for together we are lunatics, and I vowed to be his pal. So, I'm only 16, and not really married at all, it's nice to know my boyfriend loves me, and it turns out I'm crazy for him after all.
Reason for writing:
ummm...it's 3 in the morning. gimmie a break, I'm bored off my ass. I do have a boyfriend, and we are crazy about each other....but the rest of the poem was pulled out of my rat infested mind that's been kept dormant for quite some time. go figure; I wonder why.
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