Your Best Poems~

Whose banana is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite sad though. It really is a tale of woe, I watch her frown. I cry hello. She gives her banana a shake, And sobs until the tears make. The only other sound's the break, Of distant waves and birds awake. The banana is big, hairy and deep, But she has promises to keep, Until then she shall not sleep. She lies in bed with ducts that weep. She rises from her bitter bed, With thoughts of sadness in her head, She idolises being dead. Facing the day with never ending dread.

Roses are red Violets are blue Please come here I only want to see you

Sasuga degenerate You fucking Weeb Stop jacking off to lolis

Tiddy swista Lemme lickha drop it, sip it lemme geddit

I am thou, thou art i, Call upon my name, and release thy rage! Show the strength of thy will to ascertain all on thine own, though thou be chained to Hell itself! I am the pillager of twilight