I was born.
I did some stuff.
I wrote some poems.
I eat at everymeal most of the time.
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Comments about Mr. Riddiculous
A lone man, runnin in the street
Hates himself, and everyone he may meet
His only friend, supposed to get him out in the end
was the hard rock he was listening to as he turned the bend!
Rock! ! the dungeon all around him
Rock! ! the walls are caving in
Rock! ! if ever he may escape this
Rock! ! the castles strengh he will miss
Now running with blinding speed
In his mind he planted a deadly seed
He ran away from all things known
And....Forever lived in the Twilight zone