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Low Class Vs. Middle Class


I heard you just follow the herd. What's the word? That is absurd. I told you it was cold. Your too fat, ugly, & old. I fold. I know I ain't made of gold. Hold it, I know you sold it. Take a look, see I told you I can't cook. Just in case you forgot my face. Look twice. Remember it's nice. I am still a lady even if I don't drive a mercedes. Do you want to be my buddy? Or marry me & be my hubby? Adventure to capture. Just because it's time for a change. Doesn't make me mentally deranged. I don't sob if I ain't got a job. Only a poor slob be eatting corn on the cob. I have a need to feed. But it ain't greed. If you wanna be a goof. You need to just disappear & go poof. But don't use the roof. © Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
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