The Poem

The munchkin
my little cousin
is the munchkin.
She has fits,
not just little bits
of the awful fits.
She is cursed
within her,
evil lurks.
You must realize,
she is still a prize.
She calls me her sis
and that is,
what makes the curse
absolutely bareable.


THE END

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Lektorat: Me
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 09.04.2012

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