It is our pleasure to share this Patron Saint of WRECKitude with you, the rubbernecking public.
But first: CHICKENS!!!!!
By Sabeth
I have two legs, let me dance
I hear the music, give me a chance
Why should I live if I only
Hang around down at the dump
Of mortality
The world is bad I cry at night
Despairingly seeking chimerical delight
How shall I learn to fly if nobody
Gives me a trip on the wings
Of eternity
And all you want my father says
Can you have be happy and gaze
So what's wrong with me am I
Not bright or dark enough to join
And why
Rastless worthless childish cuffer
I don't want to beg anymore
I'll close my fragile soul's door
In my impatient anger I suffer
From your respectless words
It hurts