Friday, April 23, 2010

Don't. Touch. My. Pizza.

How many do you have?
What have you done recently?
Don't worry, You can tell Papa State
And papa Smurf.

Why do you care!
You usless, evil hypocrite
Rat for the FBI!
Don't. Touch. Me.
You epic fool
Do we even know you.

Get away
Before I melt you
With my laser vision.
And we all now
That all you want to do
Is eat me.

So,
Don't. Touch. Me.

It's not a hard concept
You really ought to know
You scary freak.
And yes, its bad when a nerd
Like me who pretends to have
Pokemon battles with people,
Calls you a freak.

So,
Don't. Touch. This. Nerd.
Don't. Touch. This. Freak.
Don't. Touch. Me.

Just because I'm not Leader Supreme
Don't mean that you can spy on me
Play with my thought like
You are my Jedi master.

I won't bow
To your will
So go get me
A nice steaming hot
Pizza.

And,
Don't. Touch. My. Pizza.

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