Wither! by S.J. Tyler I say wither Whether you want to or not Shrivel at the spot Stare at me Like (because) I’m crazy While I tell you You’ve become a pruney rose Not pruned (your thorns are dried and gnarly But still capable of drawing blood) But pruney, old hag! Wither! You did so without me telling you to Why stand you so defiantly now? You don’t want to because I say so You’re hungry Have some food No Fine then, starve. 10/22/2003 Author's Note: Yeah, pruney's not a word. please give me some poetic license there. I was singing Wither by Matt Caplan in my head all through statistics today and this came out. not the same wither he talks about but there it is. Posted on 10/22/2003 Copyright © 2026 S.J. Tyler Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2026 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)