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by RainbowSlider May 10, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Hell is such a lonely place. Can't we just occupy space? OK, go play with the pigs. Quiet or I'll have to renege. I am trying to make a point. So don't mess up the joint. Your father works so hard. Quit acting like Lil retards. The pigs are kind of fun. We like the slippery ones. We like hearing them snort. "Oink", What a nice retort. We're not bothering adults. Happiness is our results. Should of tried here before. Adults just always ignore. They are just way too smart. Ignorance comes from the heart. They just think way too much. Makes them get out of touch.
by Isabella
Cute little poem from a childs point of view.