Once upon a dim stage dreary, while I twirled, weak and weary
Under many quaint and curious gaze’s of voyeurs wanting more
While I spun round, nearly falling, suddenly there came a calling
the voice of which was quite appalling, appalling and it screamed out “WHORE”
Tis’ some drunkard, I muttered, screaming out the insult “WHORE”
Only this and nothing more.
I will never not reblog this
I. AM. DEAD. PLEASE LOOK AT THOSE DAMN SHOES!
I can’t stand y’alllll bwahhhhhhhhhahahhahahah!
**SCREAMING!!**
DAT POEM
omg
