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A committee of educators and parents in Riverside, Calif., have banned John Green’s mega-hit The Fault in Our Stars from local middle schools, citing “morbid plot, crude language, and sexual content.” John Green responded on Tumblr, saying the news saddened him because he wanted “to introduce the idea that human beings die to the children of Riverside, Calif., and thereby crush their dreams of immortality.” [Mediabistro ]
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If only we could be together,
wewe and I,
But our parents would never allow it,
wewe and I,
Our hearts are broken,
Yours and mine,
I weep for you,
My dear Rose,
Tears run down my face,
Like water flows.
I upendo the way your wand made flowers,
Made me feel like I had super powers.
I upendo your spirit,
Fierce but charming,
Complimenting and healing mine,
Which is hurtfull and harming.
My dad's a butt,
My mum is too,
But wewe made my moyo soar,
When I was with YOU.
Your the best witch ever,
Inherrited your mum's brains,
Your hair is fiery,
Like a bright pretty flame.
If only we could be together,
wewe and I,
Forever together,
wewe and I
wewe and I,
But our parents would never allow it,
wewe and I,
Our hearts are broken,
Yours and mine,
I weep for you,
My dear Rose,
Tears run down my face,
Like water flows.
I upendo the way your wand made flowers,
Made me feel like I had super powers.
I upendo your spirit,
Fierce but charming,
Complimenting and healing mine,
Which is hurtfull and harming.
My dad's a butt,
My mum is too,
But wewe made my moyo soar,
When I was with YOU.
Your the best witch ever,
Inherrited your mum's brains,
Your hair is fiery,
Like a bright pretty flame.
If only we could be together,
wewe and I,
Forever together,
wewe and I
