April

April
The poor little girl would cry all day
For whom her mom would tell her to slay.
April did not want to play her mom's little games
So she burnt her mom to a thousand flames.
Every day she'd have hear people call her a killer
For she'd fake her name to molly miller.
To hide her identity she'd wear a golden blonde wig
And to not eat so she'd look like a twigg.
Poor April was found out
For she had beaten her self about.
-DanielleGoesele