The I Don’t know anymore poem!
14/10/16
Red, as red as an apple can be,
Winter, as cold as a ice cube coated in snow,
An old murky house covered in vines and weeds.
Rainy cold and Windy,
Gloves a mask and a jacket,
Knives, Guns & a racket.
Cotton buds DNA test and etc.
And finally…
Sandwiches.
No comments:
Post a Comment