ooh, i am so tempted
to put in one of my boyfriend's old ones in here, but he WILL kill me.
instead, here's one of mine, as far as i remember it...:

life is hard
there is no way out
watch the birdie
as it flies away

i have no idea why. got to say, as most teenage poetry is navel-gazing bobbins, the funniest ones are going to be from primary school....
(niceandwarmandhot vive la résistance, Thu 11 Aug 2005, 17:33, Reply)