Hold your fist,
And follow along,
By putting up or down your fingers,
With the poem,
One finger,
two finger,
three finger more,
Fourth finger,
fifth finger,
Zero more,
First finger,
Fourth finger,
Leave without being gone,
Out of sight,
Only one more,
Take that third finger,
And put it away,
What are you left with?
Something to say,
To anyone that's a hater
Fuck you and be on your damn way....
YOU ARE READING
just a little something
Poetryeverything in this book is original. i come up with all myself. i dont do the whole "rights reserved" thing, but just dont steal my stuff.
