Welcome, craZee's Comrades!

for the friends of the all-mighty craZee! :)









"Zareen, Zareen, what does your name mean?
It doesn't really matter cuz you pwn my computer screen
You're beautiful and fun
Everybody knows you're number one
I wish you'd come to see me
But I might slip you a roofie
Then I'd feel stupid and goofy
Cuz I'd be real effing guilty
And I want to be your friend
I wouldn't want this thing to end
So I'm making up this poem
Right off the top of my dome
And I think it sounds like rap
Or does it just sound like crap?
Well at least I haven't referred to women collectively as ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
But there's no meter and the rhyming is going away
So I think I'll make some stitches
Out of words and end this super gay poem"



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