Today was windy, I almost blew away
But I have class later, but inside shall I stay?
Nah I must get my education,
for if I stay I'll have much procrastination.
All of the poems here are mad up off the top of my head. They are on various subjects, or nothing at all. They migh be funny, or deep, or even somewhere in between.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
My room
My room, my room is such a mess
It's embarassing I must confess,
to come back to it every day,
hoping the clutter will go away.
I don't have magical powers,
but I do take pretty long showers.
At least I'm clean, unlike my room,
It needs more than a mop or a broom.
It needs time for me to organize,
but I find it hard to prioritize.
For my room is such a mess,
When that will change is anyone's guess.
It's embarassing I must confess,
to come back to it every day,
hoping the clutter will go away.
I don't have magical powers,
but I do take pretty long showers.
At least I'm clean, unlike my room,
It needs more than a mop or a broom.
It needs time for me to organize,
but I find it hard to prioritize.
For my room is such a mess,
When that will change is anyone's guess.
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