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
Monday, January 19, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: trust
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