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Curtis! oh Curtis! This friend of mine! Oh! how I have miss thee This guy who is one in a million Feeling like Crap Is not how I want thee Why? why? oh why? Must he of all person Have to feel like crap? Why, his enchantment gone An now I feel so lost Oh My good God Please let him be himself For when he is himself His company I enjoy So please Dear God Answerer of prayers Let him be Dear Curtis! And Soon I know He is Dear Curtis |
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