No begin, and no end?
I can't understand the notion.
Only from the middle,
Starts their locomotion.
From their lips
Their word do fall.
They talk and talk
And say 'naught' at all.
Who would win
In a fight?
Tween superman...
And the Dark Knight?
Full opinions...
Bout a game...
That most of them
Have never played!
Star wars movies.
Favorite flings!
Taco stands?
Lord of rings!?!
Biggest muscles,
Fastest cars,
Bestest sport teams,
Smelling farts!!
They'll even fight,
Bad words they send!
Yet friends they are,
In the end.
They talk so tough,
When the 'cats' away.
When the 'cat' comes back,
those 'mice' obey.
No import...
Do they lend...
On any topics...
There mouth sends.
My head hurts...
With all that squawk.
I thank heaven...
For girl talk.
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