How Weird Is My Hand???

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Hehe...just a weird ickle poem about...well, nothing. I normally detest nonsense poems, so I'm giving me a taste of my own medicine. Wait, does that work?...

Submitted: August 03, 2009

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An orange sky with purple grass,
Babies taking judo class,
A man with a head shaped like a pear,
Is that a roller-skating bear?
Baby bunnies robbing banks,
6-year-old that play with tanks,
The bricks are cheese at the Church Steeple
Soylent Green Is Made Of People!
Everyone around me is a liar,
Barack Obama is a vampire,
A chick with hair that flows for a mile,
I think I saw that post-box smile,
The bus is driven by a giraffe,
It’s illegal, now, to laugh,
UFOs have taken over the telly,
Superman works at the local deli,
A guy named Jane and a girl named Tony,
A shop that only sells baloney,
Flying armchairs, flying beds,
Life is great without my meds!


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