January 2010
5 posts
Absolutely nothing. (The perks of being a...
Absolutely Nothing
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called it “Chops” because that was the name of his dog And that was what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo And he let them sing on the bus...
Weeping willow,
With your tears running down.
Why do you always weep and...
– My girl