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Lovette Laughs.
Kezza Lovette
Sometimes. Every body hates me. Sometimes.
I smell. Sometimes, I smell like I'm dead. Thats what he said. To get me into bed.
He did. But it was bad. Like this poem. Verrrry. Bad. Like me.
He told me it was small. He told me it was pretty. Guess which one was a lie?
He Lovettes when I laugh. But not at him. Bugger.
Well. I would, but it wouldnt reach.
Kezza Lovette has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Kezza's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Kezza's latest works: