This May Be My Last Opuss I fear, The end is drawing near. A new type, A different hype. Bigger and still white, Different and still light. This may be my last Opuss. My ranking will drop, It feels like I've been hit by a bus, It's been fun but its time to stop. I fear, The end is drawing near. A new type, A different hype. Bigger and still white, Different and still light. So I guess this is goodbye, It's been REALLY fun!! I'm not gonna lie, I'm gettin' a new phone mun!!!

My #life Is Not Worth Living This is a blog btw. Do you want to know why? I just wrote this #poem about Kony, but I tried to copy it and it deleted it. Ha a I'm crying right now.

Harry Potter VS Twilight Roses are red Violets are blue Hate Harry Potter And we'll crucio you Red are red Violets are blue Love Twilight Then there is something very wrong because Twilight sucks and straight guys don't sparkle

Whaaaaaaaat?? I've gone down the ranks. NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! HOW COULD THIS beeeee?! Well I wasn't posting for a while so I guess that may be it. (By the way, in your head, this should have been read out dramatically!) EH? Platypus gobble gobble glop, canned wizards and flying octopi. Wand your beard and timey wimey your fat walrus because the car is under a temporal space MOT and, (gasps) I like my toasted toasters inside the door frame because otherwise, the nargles jiggly puff my great great great GRANDAD'S hitch hiking kilt. If you think the colly wobble is funny then you can sunshine your roundabout with a crash and a snowman in your eye because you... Are a complete puzzle face and the dragons spit out the dog in the ballroom. That's why strictly come dancing is banned in Uranus and thy also hate it when aliens prove a crying MP wrong in front of the hole galaxy just because the MP liked to stuff your cats with rats.

A Bullying #poem About Who? He's heard you're a bully now, All powerful and mean, I think you expect for everyone to bow, You should just come clean, The manis on his way here, Slender and tall, He's grinning from ear to ear, Are you feeling small? Watch out, be careful, You'll know when he's near, You'll start to get tearful, Your body will prickle with fear, What happened to being tough? Has the bully left you yet? You treated everyone rough, Treating no one with respect, Can you feel the terror? This is how we felt? It makes your arm hairs rise, Your heart seems to melt. This is the tale of the bully boy, He's no longer here, Due to a visit from the man of fear....