My brother,My father,My girlfriend, andMy neighbor who grew upWith me but died recently inA car wreck,And myself,All went to anArt museum.My girlfriendFlirted uncontrollablyWith my brother,My father waitedIn line for his picture To be taken,My neighbor turnedOut to be a fourth cousinOf my neighbor who lookedUncannily like my neighbor,And I ended up dancing inA room with other peopleWondering where myGirlfriend was…

.Hand me your hand, my child;please don't be wary.You will feel right at homein our suicidal sanctuary.Here bleeds ****** Bobbywho chose the northern bridge.Over there is Moldy Maggie, locked herself inside a fridge.The birds and bonessing for those drowning in the sea,this sector is preservedfor the carotid artery.Bathtubs and toasters,oh, what a joke!Can't stand the singed hair,can't handle the smoke.Yes, we have a pool.I won't swear that it's true.We keep it filled upwith  idiots...like you..