Chapter L'ÉcureuilAimerSonCadavre

WARNING: This Dadaism chapter contains upsetting material such as: Rotting Bodies, Dying, Necrophilia, etc. Please be aware of this warning and do not let people with anxiety and such, read this wiki.

Before you go saying I'm a fucking weird and disgusting lunatic for making this wiki, remember that when Salvador Dali created Un Chien Andalou, he used fucking dead rotting donkeys inside pianos, and he also used a cow eye to cut open while filming.

Which means art is weird.

Remember that.

P.S, The title means "The squirrels love his corpse"

P.S.S, It's more of a surrealism than a Dadaism chapter.

P.S.S.S, I'm terrible at poems so yeah.

CHAPTER 1.

It's body.

It has laid here for years

Weeping and moaning, It has not left my mind, heart, and soul

I wish to feel It's warmth again

But now It's rotting

Like my Heart

Slowly and slowly it turns to mush

Like my Soul

It starts to turn to bones

Like my body

It lays beside my bed

Because It's in my mind

And I can't leave it alone

Dear God

Let me feel It's warmth.

CHAPTER 2.

Coming soon!