Hey there, little girl
Where did you get your pretty dress
Your pretty mask?
Decorated in sequins and glitter
Well aren't you the cutest thing
If only I didn't see your hideous face
You could've fooled everyone!
Hey there, little girl
I see you with the girls over there
Complimenting every one of them
Yes, you seem so positive, in that cute demeanor of yours!
If only I didn't know you spoke ill of them when their heads are turned
Maybe I would've joined too
Hey there, little girl
How bright you seem!
Your works are so well done
And nothing was ever wrong
If only I didn't see where your glances were
I would've complimented your complete knockoffs!
Oh little girl, how foolish you are
Leeching off of those near you
Drawing them towards your nectar
Then trap them in your Venus fly trap
Good thing I hate sickening sweet things like you
Because you're long overdue
So I brought my knife to cut you down
And bring an end to your reign of screwing around
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry"IT'S POEHTIHC" Said the nut, who's one of the authors of this book. "...YOU BAKA, FOINE" Was what the potato, the other author, replied as she laughed and wondered what's wrong with them. This book is a compilation of poems made by two weird author...
