I wear a black gown

But I am not a clown

It’s my hobby to scar people

I wait till someone to come by to scare

I  prepare in a spot

I see a lot

Of blood

Then drag them through the mud

That is the last they see

Then chuck them at the cork tree

Again I got to my tree

I drink crystal tea

My mum is mean and

Is keen

to kick me out

But I doubt

She tossed  out my stuff

Sometimes I  cry out in anger

I have one glass eye

People still come by.

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2 Comments on 100wc

  1. harguan2016
    November 24, 2017 at 6:48 am (5 months ago)

    Hi Mariana
    I really liked how the poem rhymed I thought it was really creative. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!

    • mariana2017
      February 4, 2018 at 8:53 am (3 months ago)

      Thanks Harguan! Your the one who really helped me create it though you can tell because I hardly write poems.
      Thank you so much for commenting on my blog!


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