Grace In Paint

Shock:all right you guys i got 8 crates of ipecac from mort all on my tab.now whoever goes the longest without puking gets the last piece of pie in the fridge.
(everyone drinks)
Shock:ok.here we go.
few segundos later...
Shock:hows everybody doing?
Jerome:good.good so far.
Shock:alright.alright.
Ghost:nothing yet.
Shock:cool.cool.you know i dont know if you guys had any of that pie already but that is uhh..that is some tasty stuff thats from the uh bakesale that lois(pukes)
Ghost:ohhhh 1 down!i know somebody who wont be having the(pukes)
Davon:im starting to feel funny.
Jerome:well i feel fine.i guess...

Annabel Lee
By Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a ano ago,
In a kingdom por the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to amor and be loved por me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom por the sea;
But we loved with a amor that was mais than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a amor that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom por the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore...