I’m slipping once again,
into a sea of static noise.
My mom, she says to me,
“How do you like your new toy?”
My mother doesn’t understand this feeling I get.
The noise, it scratches inside my head
always screaming for me to “Stab it!!”
It happened in class, when Jerry just wouldn’t shut up
The static built and told me,
“Grab the scissors, Jerry’s ear, and cut.”
I did as told because i’m a very good boy
Jerry screamed and bled.
My teacher scolded me,
“Safety scissors are not a toy.”
So, now i’m home schooled and mom looks more afraid.
Perhaps she knows or simply ignores it,
But i’m sure she’s seen all the headless drawings I made.
Good one!
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Thank you, River :3!!
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You’re welcome.
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Wow what a “Good boy”. 😓😂
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LOL Right? I wanna bring some more creepy kid stories…hehehe
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Kids are the creepiest creatures ever. I remember once that perhaps a 5 year old came up to me and caressed my knee, then he told me that he loved me 😂😂I didn’t know him
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WTF XDDD!!!! Hahaha that sound cute and annoying >> Like “get outta here ya little munster~” I want to do creepy kid narration hehe I think it’ll be really fun!
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