They say her child,
was a little wild,
he was so bad,
he made everyone mad.
He stole candy,
from my friend Mandy,
she didn't say why,
she started to cry.
He stole my bear,
he didn't care,
he made me cry,
no one asked why.
I hate you Matt,
you shaved my cat,
such an evil deed,
what was the need?
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ohh, who is this stuppid?
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I Love This!
You are a wonderfully dark-hearted little miscreant, young lady. Fun mischief! I love how you introduce us to Matt through his devious deeds.
Reminds me of a great quote by Stephen King: "People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy- and I keep it in a jar on my desk."
Keep up the dark sardonic sarcasm. Yum!
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Awesome !
this is such a good poem and i love it completly... you did a good job with this, told a very good story in a rhyme about this naughty boy Matt... very funny !
this also reminds me of this movie called "Problem child" very funny too.
sorry one the comment below was incomplete so i had to post another ...
Shuberth
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Thanks for the awesome comment again Shuberth
i'm glad you enjoyed reading it
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no problem Danni 'cause they are worth reading, and i like them
ur welcome !
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Awesome !
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This is like a story here, a classic old one from your book of imaginations...
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