Today, Elizabeth and I wrote a poem in Keyboarding for Tim, our x-love. Here it is:

Dear Tim,

WE gave youy our hearts,

and you ripped it apart.

When we think about your tanited love,

it makes us want to fart.

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WE offered you drugs, sex, and alcohol

but instead you ran screaming down the hall.

You are philophobic,

and don't know it.

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WE don't want community guys,

because they give us major hives.

You'll be missing us when we're gone,

but too bad, so long!

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From our broken hearts, We were once yours!

Emily Elizabeth