While I was in detention, i wrote a pretty morbid but kinda/sorta funny poem out of boredom. Not haha funny, more like morbid-funny. Here goes.
In a faraway land
lived a sad little girl
with horrid fangs for teeth
and knotted wavy curls.
She cried in her sleep
and bled when she woke
then came the day
she met a fat bloke.
She herself was horrendous
every person she passed said
and the guy she'd been courting
was disgustingly overfed.
She cried in her sleep
and bled when she woke
then came the day
she met a fat bloke.
He abused her, he used her
until one day she said
I'm tired of my only use for you
being me in your bed.
He slapped her, he punched her,
kicked her and screamed,
You stupid ugly slut!
You're lucky to be with me!
She cried in her sleep
and bled when she woke
then came the day
she met a fat bloke.
One day he found her
watching his t.v.
refusing to wash the dishes
or get on her knees.
He shoved her to the ground
then stomped on her face
blood pouring from her nose
him screaming she was a disgrace.
But the bleeding didn't stop
and there she lay, dead,
while the old fat bloke
took her to bed.
She cried in her sleep.
She bled when she woke.
Then came the day...
she met a fat bloke.
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Wait.....so she came back from the dead? 
