i sent you a christmas card with the anthrax you bought me for my birthday.
what doesn't kill you makes you stonger, right?
didn't you ask santa for a winter that's white?
now how much does my worth weigh?
i opened the card i sent you for christmas when i got home from work.
silly mouse, don't you know any better?
didn't you think i'd know what's in the letter?
i bet you feel like a jerk.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
intriguing and amusing. lol