Repitition

Written by: Jennifer Ratcliffe

Repetition on me
holes in me skin
to the eyes in my grin
reaping we are the grim
laughing lids and are mates
that need their beans chilled
because we grew up young and tardy,
but weren't we sound
until we got told
nout else different.

Wasn't this boring
till you got told
it were horrid.