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The Net Guy |
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Joty Junior Member
since 2007-05-03
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THE NET GUY I met the Devil On line, you guys, I thought he was great But it was all lies. We talked and played games Till late in the night, He knew everything about me Oh my, what a plight. Things got so crazy So out of control, "I am Just the Net Guy All I want is your Soul". He was just there to help me Or that's what he said. I chose to believe him, Went straight to me head. Then one day he laughed, Said I was a fool. To fall for the Devil, Dear God, he was cruel. He pops in now and then, When I am on line. To stir up my feelings, But I'll be just fine. I choose not to believe him, For God is control. The Net Guy is history, I still have my soul.. |
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