Saturday, April 10, 2004

All alone. No one home.
I feel so hungry. I grab the phone.
I call my mom. Beg her to come home.
Please make me some food!
She yelled at me and called me rude.
She says that I know how to cook maggi!
I just need to open the cupboard and take a look.
I slam down the phone.
Again I'm alone.

As I sit, still alone.
I'm staring at the phone.
No one to call
No one to come
Free me from this boredom.
All alone. I hate it at home.
Please come rescue me
From this horrid kingdom.

Someone please come.
I'm so alone.
Free me from this boredom.
Save me and feed me.
Please oh please.......

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