A few (Bunches, of Lovers, a few desent men)
Earlier in the day during an interview session. We heard the member of "The Tagboard Media" ask "Did he know?"
" Did he get understand the message?"
Later on in the evening, he was sheduled for the main event, like every time these guys were in the main event, they prayed in 9 different launages to different Gods for the same thing, when they rose from there praying position, a man in a black robe asked them "would satan spare there feeble hearts, might they be wrong?"
The leader of the group, cursed him, to make him leave. That night they closed the World title, and in victory they played " Ast'd Teague Go Saffliing" the song of the underdog. Frustrated the former champion, curled up in the corner and cried. " I cried and cried, until, a strange what man comforted me, she took me somewhere safe to rejuvenate." The next night, in the rubber match, I exercised the no DQ clause. I won, and before they could speak I'll of me in the monthly magazines, I defeated him was satan to me, and extracted revenge ( competivly" against the gentlemen in the black robe! I had procrastinated before the match, by not being faithful to my woman, but in lesson my defeat allowed a strange woman's words console me. Positivity generates success, it's lesson inspires the chores of reinventing those days ahead, in your favor!"
It was signed by the champ!
We found this virtual noted, which was waiting to be veiwed by a promoter in Oklahoma.
About this poem
A terrible storyline, that had one of the best bouts in modern times. ". Those Evils of Yesterday" was written by Figga Good and Best Man, it's a song about, a story teller who fudged the end of a story, might he be successful in subdueing a woman, one of his friends dated.
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Submitted by allanterry542curtis_2 on July 20, 2021
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