I laugh at how fitting this one is... it just occured to me to draw it... at five in the morning.... For those of you who can't read my s**t handwriting it says "the girl who dreams of flying but will always be too afraid to leave the ground"
And then yeah... i know a lot of you are aware that i occasionally write silly bits of poetry that get stuck in my head but yet not many of you have seen examples so... This is one i wrote earlier today and figured y'all might think its cute...
Oh mom and dad, you'll never guess
While you were gone, what made this mess.
He started by coloring on the wall,
In markers that wont come off at all.
Then he decided to play catch,
With some eggs this plan was hatched.
He took out all the pots and pans,
to create himself a one man band.
He spilled the grape juice on the rug,
and in the garden a hole he dug,
put muddy handprints in the hall,
made 8 diffrent long distance calls,
he pinched and poked and pulled my hair,
hid under my bed, gave me a scare.
He yelled and hollered 'till the baby woke up,
slammed the doors and broke a cup,
got peanut butter on the computer keys,
shook the pepper and made me sneeze.
He kicked the dog, sprayed the cat with the hose,
painted polkadots on his nose.
He refused to do a single chore,
and though thats bad still there is more.
Mom and dad, please understand,
the dilemma that I faced at hand.
For this and more is what made me smother,
my annoying little brother.
 mistress_of_insanity · Mon Jul 30, 2007 @ 12:57pm · 4 Comments |
