Biography of Bridget Zitzelberger
I write for school. But my teacher says they are good and i should share them, so here i am.
I write about dark deep ugly things mostly because that's what i know. Sometimes i write about things not related to me, that's just for something to do.
Bridget Zitzelberger Poems
You stepped across my thresh hold, I didn't even want to. You hurt me, I cry, how could you,
Fish are pretty Fish are smart But do they fart? Don't speak on there part.
Strong Standing Tree
In the heat of the day, outside i stray away from home away from noise, oh how ever am i to make a choice,
Sickness is coming, So many slumming. Black Death runs like water, No escape, that's their fate.
Fish are pretty
Fish are smart
But do they fart?
Don't speak on there part.
You may just like them
So please don't bite him!
They swim through the swamp
And do a midnight romp.
So without further ado
The bid there dues.