Gimme Gimme Gimme
You're always wantin'
Always Yearnin'
Why can't you just be happy with what you've got.
Why can't you strive for what you have.
You'll soon get yours
You'll soon get yours
Gimme Gimme Gimme
Such a bother
Go ask your brother
Hand me downs and broken pencils
You'll soon get yours
Author notes
Written April 4th, 2004
A contest entry
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Grrrrrrrrrrreat!!!
gReaT joB...amazing work on this one...
I know HoW thIs goes...Great wOrk...HoPe U conTinUe WrIting MOre..
MucH reSpEcT...
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