There was once a boy I knew, <br />who loved to sniff tubes of glue, <br />he sniffed so much, <br />he was sticky to touch, <br />and he always had the flue. <br /> <br />He was as thin as a rake, <br />and would constantly shake, <br />he shook like a shaman, <br />and spoke like a alien <br />on earth for a weekend break. <br /> <br />He was as white as sheet, <br />and would melt in the heat, <br />Then one day he suddenly died, <br />he had accidently glued his mouth to his eyes.<br /><br />Not Long Left<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-the-boy-who-sniffed-glue/
