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Wednesday, April 25, 2007 . 1:55 AM

This morning,
I saw you reading
An SMS
A sort of dimwitted smile
Crossed your face
You're sixteen,
Why wouldn't you
Have a girlfriend?
You're damn sophisticated,
Why wouldn't you
Have admirers?
I'm just twelve,
In your eyes,
A puny primary school kid
Who will
Never earn,
Never get,
Never receive
Your affection.

- For TBISAEMOTB [24/04/07]