
Blood and Guts: Helena Lazaro
It's All Fun and Games...'til Someone Loses an Eye!
June 12, 2004 06:19 PM
Losing Me
Is something you will
regret.
I'll be
the stock you sold too soon
the winning horse you changed your mind on
the luxury prize package
behind door number one
that would have been yours
if you hadn't chosen the box
and ended up with
a lifetime supply
of Turtle Wax
instead.
You should know
that in the Showcase Showdown
of my admiration,
you're about
to pass up
the chance of a lifetime.
But as always,
the decision is yours
to make.
I just wanted to warn you
because I hate
to see people
lose.
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