Depressed Because My Mom Forced Me To Garden
who planted your seed
little weed
ill make you go away
with my green spray
and in time
you'll be slime
and I could play with you
cause im slime too
who planted your seed
little weed
ill make you go away
with my green spray
and in time
you'll be slime
and I could play with you
cause im slime too
Labels: poem
posted by Philip at 4:28 PM
2 Comments:
Slime exists only because of the existence of the rigid...
http://youtube.com/watch?v=m5LX16zia2k
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