Jun 2013
I want to drown that
burger eating little boy.
his high pitched voice
and his little blue swim trunks
and short little legs
all strange like a baby calf
that cant walk right yet
annoying me, disturbing me.
and the sun,
why so bright?
does it want
me to drown
that white kid?
stop running along the pool
with your ****** potato chips
in hand.
stop it.
or i'll drown you.
i want to drown that
burger eating
fat little
swine.
burger eating little boy.
his high pitched voice
and his little blue swim trunks
and short little legs
all strange like a baby calf
that cant walk right yet
annoying me, disturbing me.
and the sun,
why so bright?
does it want
me to drown
that white kid?
stop running along the pool
with your ****** potato chips
in hand.
stop it.
or i'll drown you.
i want to drown that
burger eating
fat little
swine.
thanks to someone for the title. it is glorious. she knows who she is. yes. this may be a dude 2. and this poem is awesome. i know you think so you ***** birdies. ew. stephen king reference. grody
