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$hopping $pree

$hopping $pree

I hate to say I told you so but you wouldn't listen to me.
And your so called girlfriend went on a shopping spree.
She told you that her dad needed expensive medicine or he would die.
You sold your video game collection to GameStop because of her lie.
You didn't just sell some of your video games, you sold them all.
I followed your girl and watched her spend the money at the mall.
You mowed yards and did other jobs when you bought those games.
You sold your video game consoles as well and it is a damn shame.
I knew she was lying but you said that I didn't know what I was talking about.
You never once thought she was conning you, in your mind there was no doubt.
She did a terrible thing but she did not get off scot free.
When I confronted her I got the finger and I put her over my knee.
I spanked that big bloated butt over and over and you should've heard that witch cry.
Her days of conning people are over and my hand hitting her butt is the reason why.

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