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Saturday, August 24, 2013

Basically


We got a new toilet. 
I was the first to go in it.
I am very proud of that fact.

My lawn and I are very similar.
We both love it when it rains.

I'm a Sophomore. 
(a poem)
Big bad new school.
All the kids think they're the chedder,
But I know better,
They're not so cool. 

If books were cake I would be fat.
And happy. 
But books aren't cake,
So I'm not fat.
Just happy.

I hid a dream catcher in my closet.
I want you all to know now that I am petty. 
And I am very very concerned about shoes.

Go home highschool. 
You're drunk.

1 comment:

Cammie said...

put my dream catcher back.
I hope she's giving you nightmares. I promise I didn't know they were yours.