Take Down #0459587

Funny it may seem, stanza or not it's still a dream I may think orange, rhymes with door-hinge but I know this, you have no focus ... I don't need to be a good poet to see that your in cell for lack of glee I can tell happiness does not apply so incorporate this into your time: I don't need any template, to create my masterpiece I tend to make my own rules, and always win complete you don't realize how much time I waste away with this I may not be a good poet, and I thank you and your wits but I am not P.D.'s lap dog, or even her project I am my own person, and I take what I can get My name is spelt with a R-E-D, and I care less what you think And this last line I will describe how much I think you "stink" WHAT IS THAT what is that-at-at-at-at I think he's mad-ad-ad-ad-ad his poems stink-nk-nk-nk-nk what do you think-nk-nk-nk?? By: Mitchael Age: 6