Emergency Poems

Monday, May 20, 2013

Mommy

I was born in a morgue!
I hate the taste of blood!
I share my roomette with a hundred executioners!

Mommy!

If we only had a boat, or a sofa-bed!
We could always watch TV on our sofa-bed,
or sail far away in our boat.

Posted by Jacob Freeze at 4:33 PM
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