Kevin wanted Anna, whom he could never get.
For Anna knew she wanted Greg, ever since they met.
But Greg just wanted Sarah, who had a thing for Doug.
And Douglas wanted Chelsea, whose voice was like his drug.
Chelsea wanted Justin, who drove a fancy car.
Justin wanted Mary-Jane, who rocked at DDR.
Mary-Jane had known for years she only wanted Dave,
And David swore he’d take his love for Susie to the grave.
Susie was obsessed with Shawn, and had been for awhile.
Shawn just wanted Lisa though, awed by her crooked smile.
Lisa had the hots for Frank. Her life was in a rut.
‘Cause Frank could never get his mind off Tina’s sexy butt.
Tina had a crush on Brent, who had a way with words.
Brent had only eyes for Kate, who mended wounded birds.
Kate could never count the times that, over Mark, she’d cried.
For Mark had always dreamed of having Jessie by his side.
Jessie sadly wrote her note, to her beloved Kevin.
If she could only win his love, she’d be in seventh heaven.
Still haunted by the words he said that made her feel so crappy.
“If I can’t have the one I want, why should you be happy?”
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I'm pretty sure this poem is to the tune of this classic:
http://www.imeem.com/handballdemigod/music/MLqFbtMR/they_might_be_giants_88_lines_about_44_women/
Er, hello, Redhead. Sorry about that post about you. It was really out of line.
Yes, I can see why you'd liken my poem to the song.
Sad, but true. Thought you were going to link it back to Mary at the end, but I liked the last line. Very cutting.
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