OMFG I'm Dying....No Need For Crying!
This may come to a dead end. I may not have the time to spend. But I'm sure you can forgive me. I'm dying here after all at my sea. It is just soooo bad. Death may be had.
Sit and stare.
Come and see.
But better beware,
What comes to be.
For it's the day.
The day of death.
Come what may,
You take your last breath.
You just can't.
Nope, no you can't.
Look at me rant.
A cheating slant.
Your breath is gone.
You're still yapping.
That's such a con.
Those lips are flapping.
See that grave?
That thing in the ground.
That was no close shave.
It is a real dirt mound.
But I'm dying.
Literally I can't.
After such a spying.
Dying is what I chant.
It is so funny.
It is so bad.
It's right on the money.
A fun time was had.
I'm on a stair.
I'm on the ground.
My ass still in the chair,
But I made the sound.
Why? Because I'm dying.
Just dying over here.
I am not lying.
No need to peer.
It is my death.
Today is the day.
Literally I'm out of breath.
That cat video was a funny display.
Are you literally dead now? Did you literally believe my title meow? Hopefully not. As of yet our body hasn't turned to rot. But I'm literally dying writing this. Hmmm nope, still going, so that's a miss. Maybe I'm literally out to lunch. Nope, nothing in my mouth to crunch. OMFG I'm dying over you out to lunch human mass. Pssst, not really, as I rest my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Sit and stare.
Come and see.
But better beware,
What comes to be.
For it's the day.
The day of death.
Come what may,
You take your last breath.
You just can't.
Nope, no you can't.
Look at me rant.
A cheating slant.
Your breath is gone.
You're still yapping.
That's such a con.
Those lips are flapping.
See that grave?
That thing in the ground.
That was no close shave.
It is a real dirt mound.
But I'm dying.
Literally I can't.
After such a spying.
Dying is what I chant.
It is so funny.
It is so bad.
It's right on the money.
A fun time was had.
I'm on a stair.
I'm on the ground.
My ass still in the chair,
But I made the sound.
Why? Because I'm dying.
Just dying over here.
I am not lying.
No need to peer.
It is my death.
Today is the day.
Literally I'm out of breath.
That cat video was a funny display.
Are you literally dead now? Did you literally believe my title meow? Hopefully not. As of yet our body hasn't turned to rot. But I'm literally dying writing this. Hmmm nope, still going, so that's a miss. Maybe I'm literally out to lunch. Nope, nothing in my mouth to crunch. OMFG I'm dying over you out to lunch human mass. Pssst, not really, as I rest my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on March 26, 2018 03:00
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