full and stuffed mean the same
there's too much to eat and too much to name
little stud, looking to prove
that i'm here for you and won't be moved
i wish jess came, i wish i could show
her what i like to feel and not so much for slow
i'm so sorry for ignoring
i just don't know how to approach
i'm really not boring, no need for reproach
single and lonely with time to spare
cool little kitchen with dope little flair
hard to talk to, even harder to look
i'll just stay b u r i e d, here, in this teal little book
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