It started with a little lie,
Because I LIVED in Littleton Mass.
Yes a band formed there,
Of five men.
And yes Ms. Hunter,
Was my 5th grade teacher,
Now Scripts is gonna kill me.
And burn my FIFTH GRADE PHOTOS PLEASE!!!
The band had the WHITE STUFF.
Okay I was not really into them.
Well I find out over the past three years,
The Prom King,
For my Senior year,
Is in another band.
Wow I cannot wait to hug him.
He was in my swim class,
Oh yes he’s liar like me,
With his single mother as his date to prom.
And yes he’s a sweetie,
I would’ve dated if he asked me.
Now my Lover got the little lie,
About Littleton Mass.
And I did not think it was a bad lie,
Because I REALLY DID LIVE THERE!
I am certain Marbles will get me for this lie,
But all are Angry Men,
That want their wives.
The two headed monster blessed me,
With three bands,
A total of about Fifteen Men,
I get to answer to in the future.
And yes I link all those men,
With one little white lie,
About a place where I lived Littleton Mass.
By the way,
My Lover is a sweetie,
Who put me to sleep cuddling with magic last night,
Oh and I will ***CENSORED*** him today,
With puppet hips,
And I don’t care what the world thinks,
And dangerous to me.
Okay Madonna is still the key,
The following is in the poem:
Marbles: Ben Affleck-Boldt
Scripts: Matt Damon
New Kids on the Block
Back Street Boys.
Yes I'm a liar. And yes I love Madonna.