He stares into my eyes
I look back, emotionless.
His name, Ronald McDonald
His lips curve into a smile
The smile I hate so much.
It reminds me of the day he refused to give me fries.
I will have revenge.
I will blow him up,
Unless he gives me the fries.
Ba da ba ba ba.
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Poems To Ruin Your Childhood
PoetryI've written some poetry here that might ruin your childhood All are written by me. Have fun reading:)
