It's that Beth girl
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
A Poem
Every poem that I write
Drags on and on
It never goes where I want
Or sounds like a song
It's never really pretty
And then sometimes
They use these big words
That don't really rhyme
I guess they're like me
They just don't fit
No matter how hard I work
I just can't get it.
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