A poem about haiti, then another to cheer you up

Under the rubble

my room exploded tuesday night.
bummer.
i'm buried and burning and busted and bruised
my brain's been bleeding and i got no shoes
i had a bucket of bubbles but now they're burst
somebody better tell me this it ain't gettin worse


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don't

 don't be jealous
    dont tell me what not to do
don't lick the bottom of the refrigerator
don't put wet cheese in your ears
    i need some cheese before bed.

well that's fine then. just not in your ears.