a poem for you,I put my true emotions in it so please read it carefully..
Call the riot
cuz we found the idiot
(where did you find him?)
we found him in the sea
drowning and desperately trying to breath in
(is he okay?)
no,so we have to enplay
with his own disarray
the end.
You will survive I promise. It is for your own good. -opens the eye thingy to see you and sighs- I promise you will come out of this and feel better. NOW EAT YOUR COOKIES WITHOUT NUTELLA!