One thunderstorm There was a tiny punk girl With a bright yellow Dress sitting in a flower Having her big think In the rain When she comes up with An idea A rainbow comes.
As I got to the dietitian I go through a summer Forest Full of oranges Then As I get caught In the forest A lady with oranges in her hair Comes Gives me an orange And says. “This may help you!”
So many crows Looking for some bright And shiney As a white dove Flies into their trap They attack the dove But it was its heart That they wanted Only one thing The dove Is calusted From prepare attacks.
A white fancy rat Stargazing from its Cage out side the Window Slips into a psychotropic Dream Where the Land is full stars Of all sizes And all the Colours of the rainbow Or chakras.
The none rebell... Tattoos Piercings Hair And gauges Not for rebellion But to keep her culture alive. As she ****** her Lollipop With a sassy additude.
