Hot Buttered Corn
I enjoy eating
Hot buttered corn
Didn't I tell ya'll
I have Carte Blanche
I really don't care
What ya'll may think
Ya'll have been sentenced
At least by me
But as for My Dad
He's still thinking
About my sentence
It troubles him
If ya'll keep my seal
My job is done
I'm the only one
Who has been sealed
As for all the rest
Ya'll shall perish
And I'll stop eating
Hot buttered corn
. 4/10/2015
Hehehe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem