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hi guys im bored n i feel like writing poems
so
come up with ONEEEEEEEEE idea for a poem like u can say "big black dick" or describe the poem in three sentences
then i write it
if the idea sucks then i wont write it
then when im tired of it
y'all vote for the best poem
and the one
who gave me the idea
can get almost whichever item from my wardrobe
DD dont have much tho
back when Valentines Day was a beautiful American tradition
I'd watch my beautiful blonde friends receive letters
and I'd pray for a letter dedicated to me
this year I combed my hair
put on purple mascara
and wore my favorite dress
the day before Valentines Day
hopefully a boy would notice me today
hopefully anyone would notice me.
perhaps it was because I prayed all these years;
because now I see the letter on my desk
it started with a "roses are red"
oh, it was full of details
called me beautiful and kind
in the end of the day im in my bed
lying on my side as my eyes study my poster of a beautiful boy
with a smile on my face I go to sleep
and dream about the sweetest letter.
arriving to school,
as happy as the day before,
I notice yet another letter
it started with a "roses are not always red"
oh, how original
so I kept reading.
"roses are not always red
violets are not always blue
and poems are not always true"
confused, I look up
and my eyes meet the face of many boys
pointing,
laughing.
next year I'll be more careful
so
come up with ONEEEEEEEEE idea for a poem like u can say "big black dick" or describe the poem in three sentences
then i write it
if the idea sucks then i wont write it
then when im tired of it
y'all vote for the best poem
and the one
who gave me the idea
can get almost whichever item from my wardrobe
DD dont have much thoCeylin wrote:
Roses are not always red
Violets are not always blue
and poems are not always true
and I remember back in my younger daysRoses are not always red
Violets are not always blue
and poems are not always true
back when Valentines Day was a beautiful American tradition
I'd watch my beautiful blonde friends receive letters
and I'd pray for a letter dedicated to me
this year I combed my hair
put on purple mascara
and wore my favorite dress
the day before Valentines Day
hopefully a boy would notice me today
hopefully anyone would notice me.
perhaps it was because I prayed all these years;
because now I see the letter on my desk
it started with a "roses are red"
oh, it was full of details
called me beautiful and kind
in the end of the day im in my bed
lying on my side as my eyes study my poster of a beautiful boy
with a smile on my face I go to sleep
and dream about the sweetest letter.
arriving to school,
as happy as the day before,
I notice yet another letter
it started with a "roses are not always red"
oh, how original
so I kept reading.
"roses are not always red
violets are not always blue
and poems are not always true"
confused, I look up
and my eyes meet the face of many boys
pointing,
laughing.
next year I'll be more careful
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