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My Dear (inspired by Becky the creepy stalker)


My dear, I have spotted you and now you are mine I saw the back of your head yesterday in line I stalked through your Facebook Five hours is all it took Next, I read through your Twitter And my heart started to flitter I found out all I could about you I read everything twenty times through I know this is meant to be Even if you don’t know me I hate your girlfriend because you know her name But I assure you, I shall win this little love game For years after that, I checked every day To see pictures of you down by the bay Then today I tripped up the stairs As you brushed away a piece of your hair When I fell you glanced at me in the hall So tonight, I will like that photo on your wall This is it, our relationship has begun Because I know I have just won Yes, I’ve been in love three years Even though we just met, finally, my dear
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