The sun is beating down upon me

I am laid on the concrete

For I am a Marshmallow

I struggle to get up

I'm melting, oh help me

for I am marshmallow

Oh god someone save me

I can't get up, CALL LIFE ALERT!

For I am a marshmallow

Oh look, a fellow dog

He's come to help me

OH NO! HE ATE ME!

For I am a Friggin' marshmallow


A/N: Okay well I was writing in my sixth period class because, that is all we ever do is write. So I thought, hey I'll make a little poem for Micro Monday. I decided to make this... My friends were talking about Marshmallows so I'm like, "Hmm, Marshmallow seems like a good idea to write about, give it some personification a little twist at the end, but hey you expect it to die, but not that way huh? NOW THE DOG IS GOING TO DIE, BWAHAHAH!" I totally said that, outloud... in class... At night... (Who gets that reference? *raises hand* No one, no one? Party Poopers.) WELL happy 4/20 you guys, this was an amazing day, and... also, DAY OF SILENCE. Sh, please :) I hope all of you are getting high, I mean... using drugs the right way! YEAH! Let's... get children off drugs! WOO!

S/N: Maybe I smoked something before I wrote this...