With no inspiration how is one supposed to write the assigned poems? I certainly don’t know
Tv is boring, the house is wreck, on the bright side my iPod docking station has been ordered.
On the Brightside is a great song, I love that song, nevershoutnever is a fantastic band.
I have no coordination, yet I have pretty darn good balance. I’ve never been able to ride a skateboard, or a bike very well.
But I can memorize lines, not homework assignments.
How ironic. It must be psychological.
The sun needs to come out today; I need a friend to walk with me to the beach. I wouldn’t want to get mugged or kidnapped. If I was kidnapped I would be returned, I talk too much and I’d scare the bad guys away. Or I’d scream so loud their eardrums would shatter.
Have you ever tried to give a monkey a shower? Or a hamster a bath? I’ve done the latter, it’s not that fun. At least I could control a hamster, not my crazy dog.
What is a title sequence?
Who invented texting? Will my summer be a bummer? I need to sweep my floors. I think this poem is done.
Or maybe not, look how much page is left!
Purple is my favorite color, I love sunflowers and reading in the sun. (this is what my bio on a dating site would be, if I ever join one, I don’t think I will I’d probably get kidnapped, but then I’d just get returned…)
Breakfast time?
Im going to send this computer in, the little wire thing doesn’t sense internet anymore. Just my luck. Electronics hate me. But that’s ok cuz I don’t like them either.
That’s enough page, time to type my name at the bottom
Good bye J
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