Sunday, April 3, 2011

The Girl with the Wagon of Poo

                                   I'm depressed. Sad.  So sad.
                                           I gots booty. Big booty.  Bootay!
                                           I wish I were dead.
                                      Buns! Bun cakes. Big ol' loaves of bun cakes!
                                        I wish I could fall asleep and never wake up.
                               Trunk of junk! Much junk! Trunk of elephant sized booty junk!
                             I need to die. I'm supposed to die.  It would be better if I died.
            Butt! I'm sayin' butt.  "B" "U" double "T."  More butt than a carton o' Camels.
                                  Why do I live?  Why am I here? I should just die.
                 And knockers too!  Coconuts! Mammies! Headlights! Global warming!
                                              Hey, no fair, I want an ice cream.

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