Written 10/6/2020 at 6:32pm
Once upon a time in Peru,
There was a poor little girl named Kazoo!
And, every day off to school, she wore dusty brown shoes.
And by this, everybody she knew.
As the dirt particles loosely flew,
She'd loudly scream out ACHOO!
It came out of the blue and always rang true,
Making the same sound as her name would, too.
CZYTASZ
Survivor's Remorse
PoezjaSurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
