Fids Poems - Poems about Fids

...Drowning in a bag full of waterless tears, My lungs screaming in protest, As I feebly try to call out for help, The corners of my vision are slowly slipping away, As I fight to stay awake, ......

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... " Pirate's Kids " Pirates bein' such the noisy bunch~ 'Twouldn't surprise me 'twere true my hunch~ Bein' o'course all Pirates once were kids~ So oft then were findin' better use fer fids~ ......

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