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Poetry for Wilt By antgirl1 Oh...Wilt... At first I never knew How that guy looked when he walked But that was nothing compared to How he talked His long legs soar him in the air Like a rocket about to fly I never realized how tall he was Until he was up high in the sky! Whoa, I'd say When he went off on his way That guy's tall, red, and friendly not to mention lanky too And he makes me think about him and go "Doo-dee-doo-dee-doooo!". Oh Wilt... I'd have to be on stilts To see your cheery face It'd be so much to take! Some people tell me What do I see in him? But when I'd open my mouth to answer... I stop short, for it f

Chapter 5. "Well? How did it go?" Gru was bombarded with questions the moment he opened the door. He glared at the old man blocking the doorway into his house. "Dr. Nefario!" He screamed. "Do you not have something you should be doing?!" "It's not every day you have a date! Now tell me how it went! Did you get…y'know, lucky?" He winked and nudged his colleague in the ribs with his elbow. "Eh? You can tell me." "We did no such thing! We had dinner, I drove her home! That is it! Now get out of my way!" Gru shoved past the wrinkled old man and stumbled into the kitchen. He sat down on a red vinyl bar stool and rested his arms on the