Hey kid, turn on the water works until you get some leg 
room.A long-sleeve won't hide the burns, bites, scratches 
and rashes
but it's better they linger on the surface.
you're all so cute and dysfunctional that I wouldn't know
which one I'd want to take back home.
If I'm leaking from below it's not my problem.
Hey kid, beg for your pardon and your posture will knock 
you out unconscious.
A coma uninterrupted.
Wake up, refurnish your bedroom.
Those walls could do with a splash of colour.
It's so good to see you smile again.
I can't wait to vandalise your plaster, spray tags, then 
introduce myself.
It's out, we need help.
I sent out a letter from pyro-girl to paper-boy
expressing my concern.
I'll thank you forever.