Hushabye Baby

My friends were all sad when they read this, I did not think it was that bad, I don’t know…
Hushabye baby, you're almost dead.
You don't have a pulse and your pillow is red.
Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed.
Sleep tight with a knife, cause it's all that you need.

By maddie ferguson
Published: 2/8/2008 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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