by Trent Lorcher

Created on: April 02, 2009

PUDDLES

Timmy Tidewater taught me why
It's hard to like a smelly guy.
People picked on him always
I did not know why that day.

Until I sniffed a sewage waft
All the others at him laughed
Horror! Horror! Fiddle and fuddle
Under his chair was a urine puddle.

Two weeks later: plug my nose
My intestines nearly froze.
Fled the spider, cockroach, ants
Timmy Tidewater pooped his pants.

Janitors came rushing in
Plugged their nose with a crisping pin
Disgust proclaimed was not subtle
Next to the pile lay a vomit puddle

"You're a stink bomb, waste of space
And you have a big fat face!"
Nolan Knickerman, with a knife,
Wanted to end Timmy's life.

"Call the deans in, get him out!"
Timmy's friend began to shout.
Security began to scuttle
Timmy lay in his own blood-puddle.

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