No matter where I go and no matter who I meets
Everybody wants to know, 'How's Jeremiah? ' on the streets
I say, Jeremiah? He's still creepy like a spidah'
He leaps across tall buildings and he bangs Wynona Rydah'
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my homie, Jerry...i remember this guy...we were best buds until he broke up with me...friendship-wise...revealing that he thought i was getting too weird and he was uncomfortable with the fact that i was on anti-depressants, at the time...what a schmuck!
Well good write but... Who wants a crazy nut for a friend? If I was a murderer would you want to be my friend? Human are cowards they fear what they can't undersatnd Face it shape up.. you get many friends If a man know...he is just scary... .... Well it was fun reading your poems I see your face... ..thank you