The Tale of My Fezish Co-writer Of Silly Songs Friend

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It began on a boring December midnight:

I was the most too quiet writer of silly songs around,

She was the most fezish co-writer of silly songs.

She was my friend,

My fezish friend,

My co-writer of silly songs.

We used to sleep so well together,

Back then.

We wanted to eat together, around the world,

We wanted it all.

But one midnight, one boring midnight,

We decided to eat too much.

Together we put it in spaghetti bolognese the whirlwind of pizza.

It was funny, so funny.

From that moment our relationship changed.

She grew so pizza-like.

And then it happened:

Oh no! Oh no!

She smiled at your mum.

Alas, your mum!

My friend smiled at your mum.

It was disastrous, so disastrous.

The next day I thought my brain had broken,

I thought my small intestie had burst into flames,

(But I was actually overreacting a little.)

But still, she is in my thoughts.

I think about how it all changed that midnight,

That boring December midnight.

My small intestie... ouch!

When I think of that fezish co-writer of silly songs,

That fezish co-writer of silly songs and me.

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