bad a*sA Poem by kirsten773
oh yeah im a bad a*s
i run with scissors i ate one after my mom told me not to eat the twizzlers i walk the line i scream bad a*s like a big red flashing sign im a rebel i ring and run away from your doorbell i flicked my little brother bobby im not scared of my mommy you know why? because im a bad a*s
© 2011 kirsten773Author's Note
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3 Reviews Added on August 17, 2011 Last Updated on August 17, 2011 Authorkirsten773morongo valley, ca., CAAbouti just write, whether its good or not, i just write.(: more..Writing
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