I Wrote a Lamey Poem For Akiko-San

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The Strawberry Dance will kill you dead, glee hop dead! Kiddy times, dinosaurs, power rangers, ballerinas, arts'n'crafts, little bugs! Ice Cream Meltdown in my red lunchbox, meltdown times of older teenage nostalgia wish I was a kiddy again so I could have an excuse for eating candy and talking to in-animate objects. All day long, methinks about this candy kid-ness. Am I the only kiddy who hasn't smoked a single thing once or even twice? One, two, three, nights inside house cooler then out of the town, cooler then it'll ever be: upside-down popsicles, popcorn movies, lack of creepies and dark wet roads, no smoky coughs or boom crap music. Just me and my best chum eating chocolate chips and discussing Elvis's present where-a-bouts.

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Sheena B. Dinosaur