-- Posted by mtllcrckmn at 12:05 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 Winged wasp for my room, Gets aquainted with its tomb, Cus I will whack and make it die, A wanker wasp so don't ask why. The buzz of its wings while it flies around, Makes me detest that wicked sound, Whck one knocks it from the air, To the ground where it wiggles and scares. Takes off again the wounded wasp, Another swing and it gets lost, Frantically searching through the shit, It's unknown location makes me sweat. I have to sleep in here tonight, Just the thought makes me shite, Will lie in bed and turn and twist, Though the next time i won't miss. -- Posted by iKnowUwantME at 12:06 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 lol -- Posted by Rachelw at 12:13 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 interesting i can say that much -- Posted by BLUEAUTOMATIC at 12:13 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 Awful. D-