Everyone That Red Read This Poem

didn't get it but thanks four playing yeah i new it was for and i knew it was knew hide behind words so small Anti cipation's what harm have cipation's ever done be a lert we need more lerts Two bees might have been wasps( or not two bees) Sheik Pear slavours from his feet Dich he just ends Poe never got the lala joke ever writer ever born emot ion s i have torn threats i have worn i can be corn but if i have to warn and with all my scorn ever i've sworn spitting pity like saliva i write to be free of me and was gone