June 4, 2009
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Laser tag, its
A cool fun,
Blaze like a laser,
In semi-florescent dark lit room,
BEEEP-BEEP: Uhp game over guys,
We all file, out my mom brought cake,
Did I forget, birthday for me,
Usually I don’t like to share, but
Mommy says sharing is caring,
We have fudge cake, I spit on it…
On PURPOSE!!! HA. Now all the leechers,
Shall cry boo-hoo. Scared? I am. But pants
Not wet, yet.

Yesterday, I read men’s health.
And peed myself. Lemon pop. I dance down stairs,
Like a star dances with moon man mark. I play in my sandbox,
Its great fun. Then a kitty comes to play and he leaves chocolate.
I don’t have to share now. HURRAY!

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Cloud9 said...
Feb. 16, 2011 at 12:03 pm
Cool, weird, gross, and un-cute is what discribes this poem.
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