Burned

There once was a girl named Sary, her legs had become very hairy. But she gave not one care about the overgrowth of hair because life had become much too scary.

Sary suffered from major depression, and it frequently caused great aggression, when those she attracted always reacted with some form of psychotic oppression.

Sary got older in life, and realized her time as a wife was over before it began, the time made of sand, worrying about all of the strife.

The lesson here to be learned is to try not to be too concerned, with what others think, you will just smell the stink and like Sary feel nothing but burned.

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