Sister mediator

evenwheniLie

 

 

 

…….A still evil that feels satanic, my trembling muscles felt like I was going to panic, a dark presence brushes across me cold as granite, it thought it was disguised I pretended to be enchanted, camouflaged the sweat on my brow behind the heat, I started to fan it; this level of evil other villains should get together and ban it, old and decrepit but with a shadowy shadow with a pitchfork, that leaves hoofs marks where she was standing, this kind of evil defies all understanding, sister Mary Ann Francis, a hallway mediator, spank kids like she was their parents, still traumatized after all these years, refusal to allow my wife to spank our kids, almost ended our marriage.

  • Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2025 12:40
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 1
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors




To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.