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Sunday, November 20, 2005

Now You're Dead

Well, she didn't give Bad Bad Ivy the credit for the poem below (Smile). And the little shi* logged in as me, damn teenagers...

My poem,

Jumping on your head
I'm jumping on your head
Gonna stomp stomp stomp
'till I know that you are dead

Then I'm gonna start a fire
because you are a liar
then I'll throw your bones off the cliff
And then I'll write a little riff

Cause I'm jumping on your head
Yes I'm jumping on your head
You bet I'll stomp, stomp, stomp
'till I know that you are dead

Now I'm crushing little ants
as I do the pee-pee dance
And I'm throwing rocks and stones
at your bag of little bones

Now you're dead, now you're dead - no more stomping on your head!

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