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My passion is ...

motorcycles

I know too much about ...

pain

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go to school

My childhood ambition ...

truck driver

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birth of my daughter

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hobby

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comedy centeral

My first job ...

picking fruit

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Humorous

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Mary Sweet Mary There once was a lad just a wee little fellow his britches were green his buckle was yellow He took a great fall off a rainbow I'm told landed smack on his bottom in a big pot-o-gold He filled up his pockets with all he could carry put a clover in his cap went to see his sweet Mary Sweet Mary sweet Mary 'tis a fine wife you'd be but when it comes to the whiskey best leave some for me He skipped through her garden then in through the gate tapped on her window said sorry I'm late He told her his story then showed her his gold but alas the poor lad was just a wee slow So he ra...

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