They see the outside not the inside
She sprain her wrist yesterday lifting a five gallon
The baby birds they sang a song in the nest up in
A tree they sang "Oh mother please come home."
Had to remind those meddling kids who kept
Throwing stones at the old run down abandon
House to stop throwing stones like eggs when
It Was not Halloween,The ants from floors view we humans are like giants, To these creatures so that's why they attack us with their teeth's and claws with poisson legs to many I can't even count maths is not my strongest. Because they fear like giants we are we'll crush Them into gooey mush slime into dust.
-ashes poetry
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Clouds poetry
PoetryTo reach the sky is to fly and I hope someone can be Able to reach my poems. © copy rights by ashleyyololo 2022
