Emergency Poems

Monday, July 27, 2015

Sleep

I'm the hockey puck that knocked out
Bobby Orr's front teeth!

Now he doesn't even look like a human being!

He screams all night!
His own mother offered me $10,000 to kill him!

"Put him out of his misery!"

"Please!"




Posted by Jacob Freeze at 2:01 PM
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