 best poem ever
As I awoke this morning
When all sweet things are born,
A robin perched upon my sill
To signal the coming dawn.
The bird was fragile, young and gay,
And sweetly did it sing,
The thoughts of happiness and joy
Into my heart did bring.
I smiled softly at the cheery song,
There as it paused, a moments lull,
I gently closed the window
and crushed its fucking skull.
my friends dad told us this poem a few times, i always thought it was funny as hell and i finally got it written down, (i think he read it in a bathroom, written on a stall)
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