october bradley Poems

I am an insane 7th grader whose mind is out of place.
I wonder what happens when you die.
I hear the cackle of hyenas hiding in a cave.
I see butterflies and bees chatting amongst themselves.
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The sun came out,
And shone up above,
It made this drout,
Feel like a peacful dove.
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If I was a snake, my eyes would be green,
I would wander the land and look real mean.
If I was a snake, I'd know how to sting,
Despite all the trouble it would bring.
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I cut my hair, with the pair
Of rusty scissors from Mamma’s desk drawer.
I wore the hat, my daddy sat
On the desk next to his door.
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I’m gonna cut you up
And examine your heart.
Finding your cause of death
Is a perfected art.
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