Drowning

by Yasmin   Apr 22, 2006


Down, Down, Down They Go,
In The Deep End,
They Would Never Float.
Always Bobbing Up And Down,
Like A Kangaroo bouncing All Around.

Water, Water, Everywhere,
In Your Eyes And In Your Hair.
When You Touch The Ground,
You Bounce Up But Never Come Down.

Drown, Drown, Your Little Clown,
I Hate Your Because Your Brown.
Not That I Don't Wont To Say,
I've Always Hated You Everyday.

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