My poem: Fred Written July 1, 2008

Jan 29, 2009 23:23

I have a gray cloud over my head
It is really brothering me
I guess I'll name it Fred
Fred follows me, whever I go
When will he stop crying
I really don't know
He really likes to get me down when everything seems to be right
He knows he drives me crazy
And I know he wants a fight
Fred is really getting me down and this is no fun
May he please leave soon
So I can see the sun
 

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