Squee is scared,
All the time,
Height impaired,
Parents grime.
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Unloved by his relations,
Who just couldn't give,
A love by spectations,
That he needed to live.
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The scary neighbour man,
Who always broke the window,
His voice mostly deadpan,
His eyes all hollow.
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Squees' personal sponge,
A teddy called Shmee,
Although he can't lunge,
He loathes Nny.
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If you think this poem is crap,
I know it is because it's wrote by me,
I think my mind and soul would snap,
Because this poem is for Squee.
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A/N: So ner.
Son of Monkey: Heh, thanks for the review.;) Keep the
hotdooooooooooooog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!mwuahaha.
Aloneforgood:Thankyou.:) Thanks for reviewing.
Janey: Fuck off.My poem.If you wanna critisize atleast do it right.And if
you actually bothered your lazy ass to read the other previews,
someone already said that. So kiss my ass.
ReiNny:Here you go. Thanks for reviewing!:)
Lord Havoks Minion:Eh heh...Thanks for the..er..Review, and the nice little
comment you left below that...o.O;
Moonchild:Thanks a bunch,mate. Means alot to me and this here chapter's
here for you, ReiNny and everyone else who reviewed.;)
Jessika:Thanks for reviewing.:)
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If any of them seems violent, then it's your fault for pissing me off or
just being a faggot. I'm a Paranoid Schizotypal and I'm hugely violent and
set off my little things. So if your thinking of just critisizing, bugger
off. Because you wouldn't want me to go and flame all YOUR work now, would
you?
-Squee!