* Monday March 25th 2013 Sour Attitude Prose
I know you aren't feeling well, but
do you have to have a sour attitude?
Sometimes, you say things that make me
So mad I want to crack your skull. Then you
Gave me, what you said was a lukewarm. What
In the world is that?
I looked at you, noticed you
wore a pink poodles 50's skirt
today was 50-80s day of spirit week.
Not what you really what to show
when dressing up for spirit week.
Monday March 25th 2013 Crunchy Eggs Prose
I woke up its now morning the
suns in my eyes, how I longed
for more minutes of dream land.
But I have to get up, cracked two
Eggs as it sizzled was unusual for me
Decided a little kick. Then I head this
Sound a cricket makes when its cold
At night looked down saw a cricket
Didn't bother me. I looked my eyes
And flipped it on to a plate, the cricket
Leap away, I guess it wanted to leave, took
Out a piece of breed and put in the toaster.
I took a bite of my eggs felt
the grit feeling against my
Tooth it sounded like a chalk
Screech across the board yow!
Stupid eggs I forgot to take the
Bits of shell out.
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