Sarah

My name is Sarah

I am but forty-two,

My arse is swollen

I cannot poo,

I must be ugly,

I must be fat,

Why else would my daddy

Call me that?

I wish I were better,

I wish I had powers,

I would spit fire

And tear down towers.

I wish it would stop,

I wish I had a friend,

Now I have been murdered

I have skipped to the end.

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