Steve oh steve
You goofball of anxiety
When will you ever
Get your shit together
And not just say,
Perhaps perhaps perhaps
Traumatized by Jane,
But you've not grown
Why are you so very afraid
And oh so confused
All the time
Specially when the cuties tell you
Oh steve, your're mine, you're mine, you're mine!
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