My Pop Tart Poem by katie wright

My Pop Tart



i dropped my pop tart on the floor
i wont see it any more
it makes me so depressed
and with this i must confess
i am waiting for someone to pick it up off the floor and eat it
oh no its been stepped on
everybody talk jamacain mon
and mourn for my little friend

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
cn jfekc 10 May 2019

no u dont mine is way better yours is garbage

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BetterThanYOU 10 May 2019

mines better take an L

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Katie Wright 22 May 2007

i write amazing stuff dont i?

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