They make me run,
Running is tiring,
But it's worth wiring,
Why wire when you can fire?
Why fire when you can hire?
Liar. Do you read Twilight by Stephenie Meyer?
Those books are good books,
They have good looks.
Move your rooks!
We're playing Chess!
Jeez, you're a mess.
Are you under stress?
If you are, see Dr. Good,
I heard he's Good.
Good as a goose,
Ugly as a moose.
I feel giddy,
Almost witty,
Pretty, no, that's not me,
I'm not as pretty as I should be.
What should I be? I can't see.
If I can't see, does that make me blind?
My eyes feel like they're in a tight bind.
I'm tired, I need to be wired,
This is me, writing crazily away,
Should I keep my writing at bay?
Then again, I've got all day,
And night.
No reason to fight.
It doesn't feel right.
Wait a minute, am I going insane?
I think I am; It's starting to rain,
It always rains when I go insane.
Or maybe that just what I think.
I need a sink. Do you have one one you?
Wait aminute, who are you?
Are you a cow, do you say moo?
I think you are, you don't see that far,
Anyways, why are you here?
Can you hear?
Why are you reading my writing?
Are you fighting?
If you are, you probably should stop,
Otherwise your brain's gonna go POP!
Well, I should probably be going now,
If you play the piano, can you teach me how?
Oh, that's right, I already know how, I'm such a cow.
Well, this is me leaving with a little bow!
Bye now, you big fat cow! :)
