Xhekityb123 152 Posted April 21 Share Posted April 21 Xhekty Dumpty sat on a wall, on top of a mall, that was far from small, he looked out upon Montreal as his attention was drawn by a brawl, he almost fell, but ended up swell, he feared hearing a knell, from his funeral personnel as he could foretell, he'd go straight to hell, He stayed on this wall on top of this mall, and recalled his choices this brush with death and his history with meth, caused him to count his breath, his career was rising, as his health was declining, and length fell into question, he thought in depth, and told someone to fuck off, he was in a bad mood, he was rather rude, an altercation ensued, that whom was to fuckoff was subdued, but his anger pursued, they cursed each other to hell, and then they fell, from the wall, atop the mall, the drop was far from small, the two could barely crawl, mostly they just bawled, as they laid sprawled, it was not long before help was called, but the help was appalled, as they could never recall, such a situation as dire before. They tried their hardest, but not even all the lucky stardust could help, as this was the harshest, nothing could save them, so it was time to harvest. (not cannibalism most likely but the accounts are vague) Link to comment https://vhlforum.com/topic/156485-xhekajs-childrens-poetry-18-i/ Share on other sites More sharing options...
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