Love is a gamble love is a game

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LOVE
Love is a gamble love is a game
Guys do the fucking girls get the blame
1 night of pleasure
9 months of pain
3 days in the hospital
With 2 babies to name
The father is a bastard
The mother is a whore
Little J.R. would not have been born
If that damn rubber would not have torn

This goes out to J.R.
Keep out of trouble man.

Juggalo's for life

story by: Juggalo39627



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Author: Juggalo39627



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