A lot of the guys felt that Will needed a chill pill.
He would talk about some of the girls so bad.
That it would make some of the guys ill.
He thought that he was a prince, but he was really a frog.

Always putting down some of the girls' looks.
When it came to disrespect, he wrote the book.
Will really could have thought more clearer.
If he had just looked more closely in the mirror.

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