FUFU
 

Here's a little poem i wrote back in HS. Sheesh ten year reunion coming up in October.

anyway here goes.

My rose is red,
Yet hers is not.
My dog is dead
Yet her is not.
I think I should change what belongs to her
Kill her dog and bathe her rose I little Fufu's blood.


It's silly I know but it was during one of the teen angst rebellious times of my life.

Yeah, was gonna say...that's a tad morbid, man. It's cool, though.

Nice little rhyme....