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Trixie Must Have Some Angel Pixie Dust(prompt14)©


Trixie always playing tricks on me
in a frenzy my world topsy turvy,
i hate her that little monster
as things were are lost here on earth forever.
Once days were fun every single one
now it's come undone good there is none,
i cry with my bloodshot eye
there's no why for me to exist or even try.
I wish she'd be took back to her nook
near a babbling brook i heard she can cook,
her talent would be better spent
in her tent where she can't torment.
I need an exorcist for i am pissed
w/your wrist sprinkle her into a faithful saint i insist,
let some peace no longer hide far and wide
this countryside has too much turmoil already w/tears i've cried!
Copyright© 2012
Saint Will Be....
Sally




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