I'm falling,slowly dying,
can't you see!
How impatent of a person are you?
How ungrateful can you be?
Why I was raised on a chicken farm,
but it was horrible you see,
cause poor mama couldn't tell apart,
all the chickens from her son-me!
Now papa left some years ago,
I miss him still,yes I do,
but with me and mama's 14 other sons,
sure we got throe!
So grab my arm before I fall,
and this you will know,
I promise to love you forever,
Oh no! Oh gosh! here I go!!
Byeeeeeeee!
By:Aa poems
the best poems from the heart
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