"You know I can still feel. Even if I'm just a sheep."
Can it be a thing? Please let it be a thing.
A great woman once said; " A crazy sheep is still a sheep." ~ DrawerElma; BECAUSE YES!
Warning: May contain huge amount of feels. You are advised to keep at least 2 meters away from your computer screen so the feels dont reach your heart and make it bleed and implode. His pop-corn look may terrifie you, but that is just the way the crazy sheep looks. His feels are completely different.
Poem from the sheep to readers;
You may not know me.
But my name is Steve.
I have a lovely kid.
I have a lovely wife.
But they were all killed by my feels.
My feels are strong.
So strong they could kill.
I didn't even know they left.
Until i fell down the hill.
The hill was rocky.
I hit me eye so hard it broke out my feels.
My feels started leaking.
You know the ocean?
Those are my feels.
I feel for you.
You don't feel for me.
Nor for my beloved family.
They lost a father, and I lost them.
We lost each other, I was their only friend.
Into the city I rolled, away with my feels and my kumquat.
This is how I roll, my feels will implode and create gore.
But it also creates love for my loved ones, oh what a dilemma indeed.
I search through my feels, into a ocean of silly.
I walk around hilly nilly, but only find my little Timmy.
What are feels?
Can you feel me?
What are FEELS!?
Can you TELL ME!?
What are FEELS!?
Can you feel it?
My little timmy was there, with my love, my Blanche.
They sat to eat popcorn, off a turtles ass.
A fine ass indeed. I sat right next to them, i took my seat.
I sat down to eat, my feels were pleased.
My heart was beating and my feels were spilling.
I was happy at last, but it was all an illusion.
I was lost in confusion.
Sweet baby jesus.
I woke up on a grill.
People looking at me like im the meal of the day.
I walked into a field with lava and hay.
I stepped into the lava and a bucket my head fell for flarge.
A bath i took in a pool of blargh.
Blargeflarge i said to Timmy.
Your father is all silly and nilly.
For all the ones rejecting my feels.
This is what will happen.
In sovjet russia- sheep ejects YOU.
I BOARD THIS SHIP, I AM THE SHEEP!
I AM THE CAPTAIN SHEEP AND MY FEELS ARE HEARD ALL OVER MY OCEAN OF FEELS!
MY SHIP RUNS ON NOTHING BUT MY FEELS!
IT WILL NEVER END.
IT WILL NEVER PLEE.
IT WILL FOLLOW AND NEVER FLEE.
I AM STEVE.
HEAR ME ROAR.
I ACCIDENTALLY WROTE ALL THIS WITH MY CAPS BUTTON ON...
All the sads...
THIS FEELS AWKWARD...
//sincerely Steve the crazy sheep. Someone will probably read this, with the thoughts of committing suicide.
All by *Chibiramii and *DrawerElma