As I grow older, / and my blood grows colder, / I look toward… sign in to read more »
Sitting on the pot, / where everything / comes too not. / Nothing, / I mean nothing, / if life, / should smell this bad! / Are you dead? / was all she said / before she fled, / with her face tuning red. / I probably am, I said, / with tears in my eyes, / from the fumes that rise / from the toxic gas / emanating… sign in to read more »
She doesn't understand! / She just doesn't get! / When I say jump, / she had better jump! / When I hook her to the plow, / she had better pull it! / She had better understand, / this… sign in to read more »
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