Ok, so people gave me words and I made a poem out of it. So it doesn't make very much since but it's a poem.
The soup
that filled
my ice cold rain,
feeds the monkey
inside of me.
It contains the karma
of my black cat,
stopping war
with a rainbow of swords.
The vampire
feeds on the redness
of my apple.
The yellow pencil
of my soul,
colors the snow white diamonds
of the world.
Such a simple world
preys on chickens,
but a greater force
eats penguins. (SKins)
Canned doughnuts
feed the donkeys
of our power rangers,
ending the cycle
of humanity.
haha
