Monday, November 21, 2005

Your Feet Stink

Your feet STINK!
— they’re really awful!
And I think
I’m gonna DIE!
If I go
into a coma,
Mom’ll know
the reason why.
If I melt
into a puddle
’cause I smellt
’em, Dad’ll see ...
what’s that nasty,
vile,

repulsive odor?

It's your FEET,
not me!

— Ender

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