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I wrote a poem:SALLY THAT GIRL WITH THE BACK PAINOnce lived a girl with a huge rack So big she had problems with her back But you couldn't tell because the way she smelled casted a spell on all the dudes that passed by, in love they fell She had money, had a nice ride but every single night, she laid in bed with back pain and cried Shopping wouldn't take it away Shopping just gave her a new dress that day She would go for a massage, but they'd give her a happy ending She said her back hurt, but they said she was pretending Poor girl with a pretty little face Strutting her stuff, but she needed a back brace She wanted surgery to turn her tripple "D" into an "A" The doctor refused and said she was insane You're blessed. Why are you talking that mess Girls with no breast stress