The Machine

by Rachael   Apr 15, 2007


There you go just sitting there
looking with that innocent stare,
metal thrashing, lights and beeps
But soon, you;ll do your dirty deed,
One after next, you just dont care,
I searched high and low and everywhere
But one by one, you will NOT stop,
Devouring, my baby's socks!

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