Tuesday, 12 October 2010

He was yellow and I loved him

I found him on the stove
He let me hold him

I made him a house
I gave him a bath
And then he broke his neck on the bars

We were going to talk to each other
We were going to be best friends
We were going to grow old and laugh Hah look at all those others that try to be like us

He was going to live in my room and watch out for me
I would be delightfully incompetent and doting
He would be responsible and loud- Stretch tall and tell us what we should know. Ta tweet. Hah they should stay away.

I would hold you and you would twitter
Oh how silly you are how silly I am
I would smile and enjoy my part

We were going to be best friends but you broke your neck on a bar

I'll miss him but I'll miss the story more

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