<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=446630" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Would You Like the Dirt From the Gutter First?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to know your name.<br>And sometimes I am ashamed...<br>To come across like a manic, <br>Caught to catch in a panic zone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to be with you, <br>But my tongue gets tied too.<br>And I'll say stupid things, <br>That are erractic.<br>Embarrassed and frantic.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Actions I choose not to own.<br>But in your presence, <br>That's what is shown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why is it hard for people, <br>Just to sit down and meet? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why does this have to have, <br>Confirmation of a history? <br>With approval from researchers.<br>Who feel a need to dig up dirt! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Would you like the dirt from the gutter first? <br>Or should I just sit with you and flirt? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Huh? <br>What? <br>Are you about to 'flip' out? <br>Or are you just plain crazy? <br>Or both? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">~What would you prefer? ~</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Dis with a 'tance' connected! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">~Uh...uh...~</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Would you leave me alone...<br>Please? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=446630" data-title="Would You Like the Dirt From the Gutter First? de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="I want to know your name. And sometimes I am ashamed... To come across like a manic, Caught to catch in a panic zone. I want to be with you, But my tongue gets tied too. And I'll say stupid things, That are erractic. Embarrassed and frantic. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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