I wish my ceiling was spiky and gold,
or maybe i wish it was covered with mold,
the kind you can eat,
or put on your feet,
the kind that grows on barbie doll toes.
my floor is green and can be very mean,
it bites my toes and sometimes goes
when it goes i fall and fall
this never happens when I'm in the hall.
i wonder if one day my floor will die
if I feed it lots of poisonous pie
ill plot all day
my floor will pay
and then it will always stay
mwhahaha
Author notes
"Julianne is a pimp, and no, she didn't tell me to put this here."
Written December 16th, 2004
A contest entry
- Random much? by juliannex0.
300 points, ended December 18, 2004, 18 entries
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Comments
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Very funny piece, love it this time it was my mum who thought I was crazy for laughing out loud
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lol cute great wright keep it up
gothica*****
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