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Kwezzy pooh, he was a dream,
He scored a goal, my heart skipped a beat,
And from that moment on, I knew I was beat.
-Dawn
How about instead you worry about what's on your plate?
Maybe focus on being a person a female would want to date?
Or you could go lower your weight.
It's okay to not think straight...
But instead of blaming kwez so your ego could inflate,
move to a new state.
Now you look so silly,
Oh wait that's just your small willy.
You're so mad you may need to cool down, go outside where it's chilly.
Maybe you would've won, if your right hand was playing with the controller instead of Billy.
It isn't Kwez's fault you blow,
You peaked so long ago.
Maybe go play in the snow,
Just do anything but play this game again, Bro.