FRED

At prom I met a boy named Fred,

He asked me to dance.
But then they shot him dead,
So he didn't have a chance.
But he left a rose,
And a silver chain.
I saw them and froze,
I'd never see poor Fred again!
At first sight I knew it was love,
And I dried a little tear.
But he'd be watching from above,
And I'd never have a fear.
He'll love me forever,
And I shall love him too.
Because if he ever broke my heart,
I'd fix it with glue.
I don't regret that night,
When I met the boy named Fred.
He was my shining knight,
With a hole in his head.

Yes I know, I don't write poems - but I do, I do. I wrote this one for my Gaia Online prom signature. And, also, by the way, if you don't know what that site is - check it out, dudes. It's like - the awesome. SORRY! But soon I'll have up a oneshot, involving a chicken called Hilary, and I'll also have a chapter up. Today. I promise.

Yesterday it seemed everyone, and everything, was intent on scaring the living daylights out of me including this gigantic labrador that chased me twice. It was going to eat me, and my little dog too. I got beeped at twice, also, and not even while I was crossing the road, or on a driveway - and one of these beeps was after I'd just run round the corner, trying to escape the Monster Dog. And NOW, I don't want to walk down that street anymore, like, ever.

That dog scares the crap out of me. I have to walk down the street when I walk home from school, and now, I have to find somewhere else, or some way, to avoid that dog.

Please, help me, I don't want to get eaten. I'm too young to die.