Hacked
well, one Spetember morning
just outside the village of nampa
in a quaint little house
in the middle of a field
a girl named Christina was on her laptop
connected to her dial-up internet
she hacked her bestfriends page
and typed her a message, it read:
My dearest Karly,
without thou, i would no not what to do with ones self
One would probably have parished for the empty void of ones hearteth
would have been enough to drawn one her edge
never have i ever loved another this way
for you, Karly Bussemakers, are a true friend
with x's and o's and a inifinity of cupid's arrows,
i love my dear,
well, one Spetember morning
just outside the village of nampa
in a quaint little house
in the middle of a field
a girl named Christina was on her laptop
connected to her dial-up internet
she hacked her bestfriends page
and typed her a message, it read:
My dearest Karly,
without thou, i would no not what to do with ones self
One would probably have parished for the empty void of ones hearteth
would have been enough to drawn one her edge
never have i ever loved another this way
for you, Karly Bussemakers, are a true friend
with x's and o's and a inifinity of cupid's arrows,
i love my dear,
Tina
