Originally my spawning date,
was March 13.
They’re in a hurry to spawn a demon,
I will admit we are always fashionably late,
Excluding tea parties.
No offense,
But who would want to be
A Pisces?
Not ME! Actually,
My moon is in Pisces.
I read my label, the description of the family I was being spawn to,
And it said:
YOU HAVE BEEN SPAWN; YOU WILL HAVE TWO HUMANS AT FIRST AND THE OTHER TWO WILL BE BIRTHED, DON’T BE ALARM THATS A THING HUMANS LIKE TO DO:
Both of your humans, which you will call parents, Aquarius,
Even your little sister; proceed with caution she will be an airhead.
The scapegoat of the family; your other sister she’s a cancer.
So, you see,
Little baby demon, they are desperate, they really need you! In their own words “We want HER!”
I love them all, I really do, I just hate that they don’t want to understand me
Not one bit, they pick and choose!
I hate it over here; everyone is always so salty.
Always in a mood. Then they wonder why I'm always grumpy, always ******* up my groove.
This demon is tired and a bit confused, we apologize for the inconvenience,
We don’t accept returns once the package has been tampered with.
Thank you for spawning with us, we hope to see you soon.
Just my luck, I'm stuck; never been scared to lose!
A poem from a chapbook I wrote.
