Doug Poem by Chey Lyon

Doug



Someday I will get you Doug
your rotting remains will lie under the rug
I was kind to you but you weren't to me
the death of you was meant to be

Doug, Doug where ever you are
I will stop this behavior
Trust me mister you will see
No one gets away with playing with me

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Broken Shell 09 February 2012

You may live to eat your words.

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