It boiled and bubbled

Like a sickly wolf, it doubled

Bent over itself as it crawled to me

Eager to stain my dress; to sting me like a bee

And my dress, not seeing the danger

Soaked it up. What a sticky, little stranger

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(Ugh. Drama. School. Stupid people. Funny people. New friends. Awful mind. More romance drama. Blah blah blah. Anyways, I hope everyone is having a great life at the moment. Love from Hollow.)