Christeans Poem Variety by Christean Havorson (books for 8th graders .txt) 📖

The Day I Died

I went to a party and I got drunk
I went to the toilet and I threw up,
I sat back down my eyes were glossy
the room was spinning and my teeth needed flossing
My dizziness faltered and I stood up
So I got some kool-aid and put it in a cup
I went outside, the grass was mossy
I asked my friend If i could go home and she got bossy
I wanted to go home and to that thought I was bound
But she still said "No!"
With a big Ole Frown.
I yelled at her
I found my keys and headed out the door,
And I think that was when I wasnt heard from anymore
When I was backing out I think I backed out too far
Because I rolled off a cliff , onto another car
Just because I wanted to get drunk...
Instead of going back to the toilet,
My car blew up.


Dee Dees Poem

Love hurts,
Life sucks,
And I am not a quitter.

I roam the streets,
Because I am pissed,
and my life seems so dam bitter.

I walk in my room ,
I close the door,
and I think to my self,
I dont want to live anymore.

I pull out my pipe,
Scrape out the resin,
I smoke a big bowl
and I start to do some trippin'.

I think of my life and how it could be.
I think of my life and how it should be.
But no matter what,my life will remain the same.
Even if I have to live my Life with this dreadful Pain.

So Love hurts,
Life sucks,
And I? Well I am not a quitter.


A poem about an ex lol

You took advantage of me,
you made me cry.
You lied to me,
I wanted to die.
You dont care,
you weren't good
You have a small penis,
you cant keep up the wood.
When I think about you,
I want to puke
Because you are not worth it.
and you are poop.
Thinking of you , Is worse than thinking of nothing,
because you were so awful
your dick was like pudding
when we were having sex,
all i could think of was hurry up
because it quite frankly does matter
and you have a pup.
So there, haha, I am going to tell all
of my friends this and give you a bad reputation,
why should I care? To me you are a mutation.
I hate you, go fuck yourself, because after this , no one is going to want you ou your little elf.


Kayleas

A rose is beautiful,
so is Kayleas my neice.
She reminds me of a warm summer
breeze, when I look at her my
mind feels at ease.
She has dark, curly hair just like a doll,
and she is short compared to me,
because I am tall.
She is pretty and no one else can compare
because no one is as cute as my neice kayleas.

Publication Date: 08-10-2011

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