"This music is whack
Ummm we're not black
I'm sure the dj next to me is white
And can put up a fight
She lives in the ghetto and takes the bus
But I've hardly heard her cuss
Her name is Sharona, you know like the song?
What was her mom thinking, so wrong.
But I love her
And will miss her.
We have a duck together
And I'll never forget her."
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....lovin' the office poetry, yo.
I wish I sat next to someone who could rhyme. someone at all really
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