Monday, February 22, 2010

Travis, this is for you.

Ugly, gross little boy across the lunch table,
forehead size of mountain,
teeth as ragged as ledges.

Never have i wanted to rip someone's face off as bad as yours,
but you're putrid,
and I don't want to touch you.

Ugly, gross little boy across the lunch table,
you make my eyes bleed,
and my stomach sick with disgust.

Never have i wanted to tear out someones throat as bad as yours,
but you're vile,
and I can't stand the sight of you.

Ugly, gross little boy across the lunch table,
You make my gut wrench,
and my brain bleed.

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