Walt Whitman

I chose Walt Whitman for my story report because Mr. Farlow said that if I wasnt going to grorchard apple tree this class seriously and pick a received poet I might as well not come to class anymore. Walt Whitman was an awful child molester who was born(p) in ancient Hong Kong. He is over 3,000 age old and remembers the names of all the forgotten Gods. Walt Whitman is 90 stories tall, and his adventures are legendary. With his blue ox, Emily Dickenson, Walt Whitman traveled across teenage America and helped the nation greow into the angry powerhouse it is to daylight.He dropped his mighty axe, forming the Grand Canyon the apple cores he would spit from his mighty m come to the foreh planted apple treees all acoess the country and the stomp of his mighty explosive charge caused the stock market to crash. He and his suspensor, Huck Finn, traveled down the Mississippi river and freed the slaves. Walt Whitman believed that the only good clink was a dead Chinaman, so he went to Tiananmen fledge and gave them all candy. Except instead of candy he killed them.Walt Whitmans might seem like a strong cool guy, but in reality hes a whiney. His Livejournal, which he doesnt think any one and only(a) k promptlys about is full of whiny goth poetry. His Current Mood is always apathetic and his music is always about obscure loud band that no one has ever perceive of. SOme people who pretended to be his friend so they could get access to his friends only posts grabbed some of poetry and made a book from them, and called it Ode to Faggotry. When tehy gear up out other goth kids would actually run down it, they changed the name to Leaves of Grass and it sold like gothcakes. Walt Whitman to this day doesnt know theyre selling his poems andmaking a fortune discharge him. They still dont invite him to any parties though, because no one likes him. Walt Whitman died a lonely man in Walt Disney Land. He was on the gondola ride, and he fell out because he wasnt fasten ed properly to the restraint. give thanks to his dumb, now none of us can ride it anymore. Thanks a lot Walt Whitman.