Hello Jim!A Poem by itsametaphor Jim or Tim?
On the way to the gym
I met a man called Tim TIM! I screamed He turned around and beamed "My name is Jim" he said My face turned red
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itsametaphorUnited KingdomAboutTo find my inspiration I often lock myself in a cupboard. I love my car more than I love people, it's of more use! My life is like a vodka bottle, I too will end up drunk. Its good! more..Writing
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