Pass It On

 

I hate her

Guess who’s dating?

Did you know he’s gay?

Tell me more

She’s a s**t

Party this weekend

Druggie

I can’t believe he asked her out

I know what he wants from her

He’s only after you for one thing

What a cheater

Unbelievable

They make-out everyday behind the bleachers

Fight, fight, fight

She’s stupid

He’s an a*s

Guess who smokes?

Crack-w***e

Nobody likes him

She has no friends

They had sex

You should see her list of guys,

No wonder she’s repulsive...

It’s her own fault she has that label

I would know,

because my name is rumour.

Reviews

[ANNA]

Perfect!!!! So your the one sprending the rumour about me
being Anna Banana...lol
This piece was freaking awesome! Had me remembering back when I was it high school. Which was only 4 years ago. I'm not that old...;p

Like Jess said, you sure nailed it babe!
Great read. So going in a fav's

much love n respect,
Anna banana

[J.Black]

Wow Amy, very interesting indeed. Gotta say it's very true and you nailed this one head on.

[Hotel Mornings]

This is really clever. I love poems constructed from speech. I didn't much like the line "Fight, fight, fight" but the "crack w***e" made me laugh. I definitely dig this. good job.

[lone rider]

interesting and so true !!!