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by YEeEeE HaW Aug 28, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I might as well be i thought as i fed my gerbil to my snake as i baked a birthday cake there was that balloon again the balloon shaped like a hen it was tied to my leg next to my beer keg Then i saw over by the wall something so very scary that i stopped rhyming Then a ninja gnawed its way to my room the balloon untied itself from my leg and prepared its self for battle the balloon popped the ninja died and my keg of beer was French fried at the door i was astounded that a spider sat on the ground it flew away everyday and came back just to lay eggs on my porch more everyday it would lay and lay and fly away it had 10 legs but not all spiders do most of the spiders only have 2 it would spin a web and flys would fly right threw it and though the spider didn't notice surely i knew it then i was scared again and stopped rhyming for the remainder of this beauty of a poem then as i sat on my porch all alone with all the spider eggs the balloon ate me and i diedThe end