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[aid] => Mick
[title] => °°°Ms.Pillsbury Doughgirl°°°
[time] => 2002-11-04 11:30:00
[hometext] => This poem is for "MisterRight" and the woman
He waits patiently for each day and tries to survive through his poetry and expressions of how he feels. I wanted to make you smile instead of telling you what you need to do or don't need to do by writing this poem to show you that even tho the girl isn't there saying anything that you want her to, that there are others in this world who care and love you. I hope my attempt at humor doesn't offend you, This was strictly to make you smile. [bodytext] => Ms Pillsbury Doughgirl where are you? Mr Pillsbury Doughboy is looking for you He needs your help to bake his life right He needs your support in his hell at night Ms Pillsbury Doughgirl why can't you see His love for you, he feels it's meant to be I'll set up the cookie sheet for when you arrive So Mr Pillsbury Doughboy can faint on cloud 9 Ms Pillsbury Doughgirl He's waiting for you Just to hear these words, "I Love and want You" He's been alone so long, without you by his side He's our friend here in YPDC, He's MisterRight We all have watched him confess his love for you By now you should have been saying " I Do" If we add sprinkles of encouragement to you both Will you stop hurting him, and make an oath? Ms Pillsbury Doughgirl why are you so blind? Can't you see this man wants all your time? We all want to see this end with a kiss Make some cookie chews with him, in heaven's bliss When your little Dough-Chews are running around On YPDC making little baby sounds We'll bake little colored Doughper Pails To throw those stinky chips away that were inhaled Ms Pillsbury Doughgirl Come say how you feel Either let him go, or take his love, make it real Stop hurting him and preying on his soul He's drying out, He's only made of Dough Girl why would you want Mr Gingerbread man? He's got to much icing, he's to bland Mr Doughboy has proven his true love for you Show him how you feel, wrong or right, it's overdue We all here at YPDC would love a poetry wedding Well decorate it with streamers, and soft Dough bedding I'm pushing little candy where maybe i have no place But i know what i see upon MisterRight's face If you can't bake cookies, and roll that rolling pin Then at least set him free, and quit torturing him His dough only stretches out in dimensional ways Ms Doughgirl where are you, say i love you or go away -No matter what he'll be ok- [comments] => 9 [counter] => 284 [topic] => 7 [informant] => OreO [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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