Summary: Cordy thinks about her and Wesley's kiss. Not to be taken seriously.
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A/N: I really needed to get this little poem/humour thing outta ma head!
The kiss of Death
The first time I saw you,
Was love at first sight,
You turned up as Buffy's watcher,
When I saw you that night.
It was at graduation,
When we touched lips,
And then I thought to myself…
ERRR! I'M NOT KISSING YOU ANYMORE!
A/N: lol plz review!