crap

by crap child
(crapfield, Crapodia)

tears for breakfast,
streams of water for lunch,
more salty liquid for dinner...
I'm getting full.
crap this crap.
getting hungry for a midnight snack,
hmmm, what is there to eat,
rasberries, crap, reminds me of him,
cranberries, crap, oh great, not another
meal of tears, and finally the final morsal of the day:
three more drops of tears.
I have more to say:
Crap crap crap. selah.

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