O The Quandary
There’s an angel in my computer, when I see her I’m filled with such glee
I realize it’s a SmileyAngel lQQk’n back at me
Her profile pic says she’s cute
When we chat in the PMs I almost become mute
She neva has a harsh word to say
Sometimes I wished she would neva go away
After our convo, she leave me think’n bout her all the day
If my gurlfriend finds out, I’m history
Or will she turn into another Lorraine Bobbitt, and perform a vasectomy?
I love my gurlfriend, so think’n bout another female wouldn’t be right
So at bedtime I pray a quick prayer that I wouldn’t talk in my sleep at night
If I do, this could get real hairy
O The Quandary
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