Jay Lake

There are leaches and snakes,
I don't like one bit.
This place smells,
Like sewage and shit.

These owners are crazy,
They drive us insane.
If anything goes wrong,
We are always to blame.

The pool is cold,
And the playground sucks.
For every pleasure
It costs a buck!

There is always,
That random creep,
That is nosey,
Trying to sneak a peek.

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poem by Ashley Mooney
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