Poem – Freak

It was one satarday in the morn
when my happynesss was torn.

By the most weird weird weird thing.
like raining frogs that like to sing.

but the most frightning that I recall.
was when i booted my ball.

It flew over the side of the park.
it was caught my something hiding in the dark.

It was holding a sack.
of body peices that It had hack.

It stepped out with a snort.
I chuck to the ground a head it Caught.

It stepped forward feet slobbing like brick.
he spoke “it makes me sick”.

“when people throughstuff on my ground” It sighed.
I coudn’t answer I was petrified.

I looked with a menasing look” .
then Its face change “oh what a long time its took”.

he pulled a blade out of his sack.
bloodstained the one he used to hack.

off all of the body bits.
he said “now I will give you the splits.

he ran at me at a speed fast i would rate.
then ran into the park Gate.

copyrigt 2006

Belac Wal (age 9)

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