The little black hat
Laid on the desk
Laid
The children walk
Into the room
The
The little girl sat
And stared at the hat
Hat
They had nothing
Of the matter
Of
The children started the stare
At the little girl
The
They laughed at
The little girl
Little
They laughed at
The little girls corpse
Girl
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My Poems
PoetryI sometimes get bored and when I am, I'm usually in a mood so I make poems to express my feelings, mostly to try to make some rhyme out of whatever the fudge I just made.. Enjoy
