Ms Eff's Pretentious Poetry corner...
Oct. 1st, 2001 04:46 pmSometimes I feel
Like a sweet, tart, little red-green apple,
wishing some kind soul with hands
would dip my shiny
red-green cheeked self
in some piping hot caramel sauce,
sticky and brown and sweet
and make me special...
Wrap me in paper
and stick to your teeth when you bite me,
so the taste lasts for hours...
(It's not as naughty as it sounds, it's just about an apple, I LIKE Caramel apples, What?!?! Why are you looking at me like that?!?!?! don't EVER LOOK AT MEEEE!!!!MOMMY!!!MOMMY!!!*PANTpant pant pant*)
Ms Eff....Hey, I never SAID I was good!!!
Like a sweet, tart, little red-green apple,
wishing some kind soul with hands
would dip my shiny
red-green cheeked self
in some piping hot caramel sauce,
sticky and brown and sweet
and make me special...
Wrap me in paper
and stick to your teeth when you bite me,
so the taste lasts for hours...
(It's not as naughty as it sounds, it's just about an apple, I LIKE Caramel apples, What?!?! Why are you looking at me like that?!?!?! don't EVER LOOK AT MEEEE!!!!MOMMY!!!MOMMY!!!*PANTpant pant pant*)
Ms Eff....Hey, I never SAID I was good!!!
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Date: 2001-10-01 03:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-10-01 08:07 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2001-10-02 06:53 am (UTC)(I hear it so *rarely*, after all...;)
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Date: 2001-10-02 07:29 am (UTC)*toe shuffling*
Thank you...what can I say? You're too sweet!!!