with a bible

11 09 2008

You attempted to brain me. 

I ran away and hid. 

I didn’t want to die.

 

I didn’t like the smell of  it





Teddy Bear

8 09 2008

I am not happy in my playhouse. 

My teddy bear changed.  Or I did.  

Or the world did. 

 

I got some mad inside me and 

said fudge.  Teddy hissed. 

I snuggle with a stressed out bear

who paws my tongue. 

Ha.  Good great pancake syrup.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My number one fur wants to gain morality or sensibilities.