hello:

i wrote this poem for you.

why why why...is is always this way.
years ago, when i was gay.
now i am str8 and have my say
on all the chicks in the south bay.

but them came jamie....from east bombay
i backed off, looked down at the field of hay
spun around, danced the disco, with my firend "'j"
why oh why does jamie always get his/her way?

Jack E. Jett
http://www.jackejett.com


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