Monday, March 22, 2010

A hideous poem for Ms. Badlose’ phlegm-basted goob class: 7Nightmare!










Roses are red, violets are blue.
The smell of the toilet reminds me of you!
Stop being so humble, you are not THAT great,
Being a winner is NOT your fate!

You remind me of the ocean, you make me sick,
You think you’re so cool, but you’re not that slick
You’re completely unspoiled by failure,
It won’t take much to beat ya!

You don’t have any rivals, but you’re disliked by your friends.
Thou shalt not give you the means to ones end
You’re all puking, tickle-brained bums
And we all know that you get help from your mums!

Roses are red, violets are blue,
7Best are awesome, 7N...sorry who?
So quit your losing, before we contest
You’re like something a pig can’t digest!!!

(By the way, this is your “home sweet home”!)

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