You should call on Pablo.
Pablo, Pablo, Pablo.
Pablo is dead, dead as can be
But he sits as still as something
Other than the fire, wind, or the sea
A/N: GODDAMMIT HOW MANY OF THESE FUCKERS DID WE WRITE IN THESE BOOKS?!!!
And I completely forgot that we had a damn "classroom pet" in 5thr grade. Only, it wasn't a pet; it was a DAMN PLASTIC HUMAN SKELETON MODEL FOR A 10th GRADE BIOLOGY CLASS
We named him Pablo and dressed him up for everything; Veterans' Day, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Valentine's, St. Patrick's, water day, picture day, birthdays, and we even got him presents for Christmas and the birthday we gave him (I think it was March 29th)
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Vent Poems
PoetryJust some vent poems I wrote at 3 AM and decided I could share for anyone who might feel the same Sorry if it's shit or sucks cock, like I said, I wrote them at 3 AM I might also put some song suggestions from time to time that match the theme or fe...
