For those who don't know, it's been rumored that Britney Spears and Joey (aka Group Pimp) were feeling really... umm... comfortable? :o) at the taping for the Teenapolooza special. I, personally, found GREAT joy in the whole situation. So I wrote a bad poem about it!
Good little boy;
You get a toy;
For kissing miss I'm not real
She's kinda your type;
ya know...
All that hype;
It now makes all too much sense;
You moved in on time;
I'll stop being sublime (noble);
Those Justin rumors were making me tense
Kissing her neck;
Oh what a gem;
Now if I only had proof;
In my deluded mind;
This is all to kind;
And has forced me to raise the roof (big ups to Justin!)
All of those rumors flying about;
Had really made me a cynic;
But you've made it clear;
You take Britney dear;
For monthly trips to the clinic
I just may be wrong;
We'll see what goes on;
Perhaps your relationship grows;
If it does all we ask;
Perform one small task;
Buy her some respectable clothes
THANKS JOEY! LOVE YA!
