Poor Old Wolly

Poor old wolly

he got blowed up

i am so sad

It blowed off old wollys ears

have you seen old wollys ears

he was cooking meth

with his dog friend

the dog friend

lit a match

and blowed all the fur

offen old wolly

made me mad

i could have made me some

ear muffs out of them ears

found old wollys tail

up in a tree...

this poem is about a ass hole on writers cafe that

make fun of people so i thought i would

give him a little taste

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