Jelly Belly Ian
There once was a man named Ian
He was stout, with a jelly-belly
He was out for a small walk
and saw a girl, whos name was Kelly
He asked her out on a date
She said "No, you are old an smelly"
Ian cried, for days, maybe weeks
When over it, he went to the deli
~AngelKittyGirl~
I hope you all like my really messed up poem. ^_^
The Children of the Revolution
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