Still...
I have now eaten my Mother,
My Father too.
As one day he started to turn blue.
He only ate sweets,
His teeth filled with fillings.
Then in no time he was a heap on the floor!
He turned into blue sherbet.
I begged for more.
Then was my Mother,
Who hardly ate at all.
One afternonn she got smaller
Into a round ball.
I didn't eat her.
I couldn't actually see her,
Because she was so small.
She disapperead into thn air
And that is all.
The End
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was posted on Aug 15, 2011 by
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