Sossoffftly~i~~tiaera~ Poem by James McLain

Alright I know you hate it here you cannot
say what you want and that sucks.
Come home to dad and we will talk about
it like kids on the shore it is not like we
can talk on the captain cooks island
where I live.. I will sacrifice a poem aday
to your gods as you know I can write 500 a month
so if you want to play roman and ask for more salad go ahead..Lovenly always watchin your thighs....and
your hips and~~~~
~~~~~~) it(s going to) it(s you~~~~~~~~~~