Blazin
heyyy wassup am in the house and am seeing the mouse up in the house. No time
to. grab all my feeling throw them at the mouse. and am still chilling in the house
with my hoes. iching my toes looking at hoes all so rubbing my toes. yea its feeling
pretty wirded out about my house. Cus its creking like a haunted house with the
mouse.
This poem is about:
Me