Lets post a bulletin every five minutes, or should I say two.
Where myspace is over crowded with fucked up fools like you.
Lets post a bulletin to tell everyone our deepest, darkest secrets,
And who's our top friend or the bestest boy in bed.
4...5...6 oh my god, another hit, another added to the list.
Where another fool has been dubbed the bulletin whore.
There's an average of ten a night,
Where's the light, it isn't right?
Who spends their friday glued to a screen, post-odity.
I click refresh, another demon has possessed,
And all you ever do is post or send.
Postable sending i'd call it.
And "Duuuuude", I'm going to bed,
No-one wait up, it doesn't matter anyway, I guess the world is dead.
Especially with a bulletin whore on the loose.
A bulletin whore like yourself.
Author notes
I think I could add more to this...
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Grr stupid myspace. Who do they think actually cares about their life? If there is a post saying 'Omfg Ashlie is chasing after me with a knife lol' well you'll know it's not fake. Ah nice work Sam, I love your meaningful rants.
YAY
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Ah so many bulliten whores we know, and you portrayed them well through poetry,
Jolly good show.
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