It's not you, it's me
Well it means you...
Big bags of big bold bald bats batted balls over...
Furry fat footballers flap like fat furballs...
I walk the halls without a trace
i feel like I'm another race...
I hope this poem can really be
better than the one before, see...
Popcicles tastes so yummy
popcicles make my horny...
There once was a cat called cubby,
he could bite a puppy,he's small and fat, he looks...
You may be small
your not every tall...
Dear fishy,fishy
come to me i love you and you love me,some taste...
Demons
Hi, my name is Takegillforaridebeforhehastopoopoo...
I didn't mean to make you feel shit,
ok... well maybe a little bit...
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I was cooking it on the stove...