My First Poem
The sun awoke meIts light peering through
Forcing me to open my eyes
And look what was new
Behold a beautiful fruit,
Ripe and fresh as could be,
But how is that possible you ask!?
Simple... I live in a tree.
posted by damanimichael @ 12:46 PM
2 Comments:
BULLET BULLET!
lol, lol , yo it wicked still
Big up!!!
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