The Chase
when you look at meyou wouldnt think
I have the thoughs I do.
I want to die a quick death
even though I was born five minutes ago.
No I am not a child or a living creature
but I still have thoughts of death.
They only get worse
when the person who bought me
is a cop licking his lips.
If I had legs I would run
because I know he couldnt catch me.
Id be running and yelling "hurry up fat boy."
Most people would find it strange to see a cop chasing a donut
who is yelling "catch me if you can"
but if I was human I think Id find it hilarious.
Cops and donuts have always been enemies.
Its about time that a donut wins for once
and if I cannot succeed I will gladly die trying.
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