This fool came,
Saw my name.
Profane! Insane.
But no brains got stained
Where lines get plain
Or rearranged
By gangsters fickle,
Quick to sick-o
A hund named Psycho
On your YOLO. O, no!
Make it not be true!
Make it not be true!
I gotta go to school!
I gotta go to school!
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Author:
ModernBard (
Offline) - Published: February 1st, 2022 21:32
- Category: Surrealist
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