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Soomin and Ryan forever and ever

You'll never ever truly see a couple any better

Both koreans and a little french too

They stick together like monkey glue

At this time, I wish them farewell.

Ryan doesn't have time for me anymore

Oh well.

A white kid, that's what he is.

Plays baseball, also a math wiz.

Polytechnic University is his dream school.

Because his dad went there and he wants to be cool.

Hair as brown as poop.

Skin as soft as rocks.

Personality as rich as plain soup.

He also handles stocks.

Marriage, what a delicacy. 

But it's better to stay as a celibacy.

If I would marry someone, I'd do it genuinly.

To give love affectionately.

I don't want to do it unintentionally.

It'd be awful if I did it with hesitancy, questionably, and senselessly.

But eventually, I will marry professionally and majestically.

She was a teacher. I loved her so.

I was a student. I loved her so.

It was forbidden one sided love.

I wanted to hold her like a baseball glove.

Hair as dark as ruby.

Voice as harsh as reality.

I can't wait till next year.

For I have nothing to fear.

There was once a Korean name Jung.

He was tall, slender, and fun.

Both great outside and in bed.

When the girls see him, they turn red.

He has over a million girlfriends.

And many more wives.

I would totally recommend. 

To let him dive into your lives!