frowny face...

I am so sad right now... my fingers can barely type this.

Mr. Trunkalump was one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world. And now he is dead. And Slammo needs to pay for what he's done.
But how? I'm an entertainer, not a fighter... he would definitely win in a bare-knuckle brawl. But there are other ways to make him pay. I just need to figure out what those ways are.

For now, revenge will have to wait. But poetry won't:


Roses are red

Violets are blue

Mr. Trunkalump

I miss you.



Roses are red

Violets are blue

I'll get you Slammo

If it's the last thing I do.


Can you taste my salty tears when I kiss you?

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