Topic: AN Eight Year Old Rambles And Babbles | |
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Totally nonsensical mutterings and ramblings
Which make perfect sense to me, who cares if no one else sees Blather and babble spitting out silliness and randomness It frequently occurs, yes I get looked at strangely but I just don't care,I'm only eight years old any way Just continue pulling words from thin air and weaving them into a tapestry that only the mind can see The sqwaking of the bird in my head never seems to end and the rabbits hip hop all over the town Yet I so easily hide my frown beneath this pasted on smile Cut from a magazine ad for some name brand toothpaste See all bright and shiny are my teeth as I smile continually Permanent grin pasted on with a glue stick borrowed from the kid in the next row over Ok so it wasn't borrowed, I took it after I stabbed him in the eye with my overly sharpened Crayola, the color was sea green I then shoved his head inside the desk just because he wouldn't shut the hell up Kept on rambling on about how his eye hurt now, I told him to put some snow on it but he never listened Its eighty years later now and I still have the magazine ad pasted to my face And the kid in the next row over can only see sea green images out of his left eye now and has a severe dent in his head from being shoved into his desk But he's quiet now, except for the occasional whimper about those damned rabbits that keep hip hopping all over town It doesn't make any sense at all to the normal ones who read this but I care not Making sense is over rated any way besides its macaroni surprise day in the lunch room and I forgot my lunch from home Until the janitor cleans up the barf from Suzie in third grade. then we all have to stay in the classroom and watch the snow flutter down from the sky and watch the kid from the next row over cry about his stupid eye I fixed his eye though, I did, I cut a pretty picture from the magazine and pasted it on his eye He shouldn't complain so much, theres kids that don't even have glue sticks in this world And they go hungry no matter if Suzie in third grade barfs or not They have no moms or dads, just strangers who sometimes give them food and medicine And the teevee says they have no water, or at least clean water, its all dirty water that the cows take baths in But what do I know I am only eight years old and all that stuff confuses me any way Ok so I didn't really stab the kid in the next row over in the eye but he was all grumpy about sharing his glue stick and I told him about the kids who have no glue sticks Or moms and dads, not even food and about all that dirty water from the cows taking baths And how the man on the teevee said we should adopt them and send them money so they can get glue sticks and learn stuff Like how to get clean water and how not to give the cows baths And how to grow food and find some moms and dads, and where to find medicine so they won't die from things like a sore throat and an ear ache But I'm only eight years old and I don't understand how the world lets the children die and go hungry And I don't understand why these kids have no moms and dads, who took them away any way?? And why does my own mom cry and cry because we have no glue sticks either and the cow ran away so we can't even give it a bath My name is Cindy and I have no dad, he ran away with the cow and I just don't understand I have no shoes except for the ones I share with my little sister, so every other day I get to go to school and learn about how other people are able to have glue sticks and I am not Today I cried because..I saw my picture on teevee and finally I understood that man was talking about me Feed the children, he means please feed me, teach me not to be this way so I can make the world a better place so no more kids lose their moms and dads, and the glue sticks are plenty So no one has to share shoes and my mom can stop crying and maybe just maybe the cow will come home But Daddy, well Daddy just needs to stay away all he ever did was hit my mom and make her cry and blacken her eye |
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wow that was really nice...ccp
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Your words are food, life, and real
Love you Sis |
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