The grass
The grass screams as the lawn mower chops thier heads off.
The grass slowly grows back and I think you know what happens next.
The grass sways as it sings as it sings a litte song.
The grass cringes as rugby boots pierced them.
The grass is as crowded as a bar when the soccers on,
All the grass can shout is "Move over."The grass cringes as rugby boots pierced them.
The grass is as crowded as a bar when the soccers on,
The grass screams as the lawn mower chops thier heads off.
The grass slowly grows back and I think you know what happens next.
1 comment:
awesome grass story from e.m
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