Thursday, June 24, 2010

Elegy for Those Fallen By The Bunker Room

With your divisive birthday poem,
You have brok'n a happy home,
Your pie was not just a blunder,
It's torn a family asunder,
With gifts that lack sincerity,
Peace here is now a rarity,
Our preacher has become a ghoul,
Treatment of Caitlin, Mica, and others so cruel,
A terrible price on the horizon looms,
When comes bearing gifts the Bunker Room.



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