our 2nd year class, by Ryan Subscribe to rss feed for Ryan

"WHIT WHIT" from the back of the class
"apple MACS!!" Jacks bein an ass
it seems like Gerry's lost control
let's hope that Lee doesn't roll

But do we learn anything new?
The answer is no not even stu
Shug is ok but sometimes silly
Anna smells fending off Collin’s willy
jack is a fag for this I am sure
Lee's a disease for which there's no cure

The People that left were maybe right
that the second year would be really shite
work we have done so far is little or none
apart from counting the celulite on lees bum

I'll carry on to finish the course
But it'll be hard... of course
Posted: 2005-12-09 11:32:05 UTC

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2005-12-11 23:00:33Debz ~~ lost amoungst the pages of a story yet to be told ~~
lol ok this is my favourite i think it sums up from what i have heard what your college class is like well done for putting up with that and ryhming about lee's fat! lol deb

2005-12-13 21:27:39My_pain_your_thrill
hahahahaha