HE WAS A BOY NOT TOO TALL . ALWAYS TOO SKINNY POETIC VIEW LIKE NO OTHER, HE WAS BORN IN JUNE AND HIS SIGHN IS THE CANCER. HIS FAVORITE NUMBER IS 28 AND HE ALWAYS HAS LOVED THE BEATLES . HE IS REALLY ANNOYING SOMETIMES BUT EVRYONE COPES WITH IT. \
HE IS REALLY GOOD AT SINGING (SOMETIMES) AND IS ALWAYS AS HYPER AS CAN BE , HE RIGHTS POETRY IN THE DAY TIME AND SINGS SONGS IN THE EVENING .....
A POEM FOR HIM.........................................................................
HE WAS SO......
HE WAS SO ANNOYING AND WOULD MAKE YOU MAD HE THOUGHT IT WAS A JOKE
BUT SOON HE WOULD START SCREAMING CUZ HIS THROAT YOU WOULD START TO CHOAK
HE WOULD MAKEYOU BECOME EVIL AND SCREAM AT THE TOP OF YOUR LUNGS YOU WOULD GET SO SAD AND THEN SO FURIOUS YOU WOULD SPIT AT HIM WITH YOUR TONGUE
HE WOULD MAKE UP HIS POEMS AND WAS CALLED DEVIL BOY
BUT HIS WICKED NESS RAVED AND WAS NOTHING LIKE A TOY
HE USED TO BE A WORLOCK AND SO HE HAD HIS FUN
BUT PLAYTIMES OVER NOW HIS SPELLS ARE BURNING LIKE THE SUN
SO HE GREW OUT OF HIS WITCHY STAGE BUT NOW WHAT MUST HE BE
HES WRITING STUFF AND THIS STUFF IS GOOD HE CALLS IT POETRY
HE WRITES OF THINGS LIKE DEATH AND LOVE AND HURT AND FAMILY AND PAIN
BUT HE DOESNT KNOW WHAT HE'LL WRITE NEXT WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WILL GAIN
WELL I MUST STOP WRITING THIS SILLY POEM BECAUSE ITS REALLY DUMB
IM GOING TO HIT THE BAR NOW AND HAVE SOME COKE AND RUM!!!
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