Courtney

Courtinida,

You funny demon.

Never fail

To make a child cry.

Writing doomsday stories

And making lists

Of scary things

You want to try.

 

At the movies,

Courtinida,

Would you laugh

When they all get dead?

It's whackin' time,

Courtinida,

As you laugh

And shake your head.

 

And watch out now,

Courtinida,

Don't curse 'round teachers

Or plot to kill,

And may I ask,

Courtinida,

Do you like pickles

Bread and butter or dill?

The End

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