Berry
Die my little cherry
You unearthly rotten berry
I won't sit on your cloud
Because of you, I am not proud
You're just a wicked canker soar
Of you there are plenty more
Die my little cherry
You unearthly rotten berry
Your tastes have gone sour
You were never a pretty flower
I watch you wilt and weaken
Your branches look ill and beaten
Looks like you're out of season...
Copyright © Ashley Wilson | Year Posted 2011
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