Quote by: Michael Thomas Ford

Seven little crazy kids chopping up sticks; One burnt her daddy up and then there were six. Six little crazy kids playing with a hive; One tattooed himself to death and then there were five. Five little crazy kids on a cellar door; One went all schizo and then there were four. Four little crazy kids going out to sea; One wouldn't say a word and then there were three. Three little crazy kids walking to the zoo; One jerked himself too much and then there were two. Two little crazy kids sitting in the sun; One a took a bunch of pills and then there was one. One little crazy kid left all alone; He went and slit his wrists, and then there were none.


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Author Bio


  • NameMichael Thomas Ford
  • DescriptionAmerican writer on AIDS
  • BornOctober 1, 1968
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionWriter; Novelist
  • AwardsLambda Literary Award