I woke up this morning, wasn't feeling any pain
hoping for the sunshine, but ended up with rain...
My TP....
your so damn soft...
WHAT DOES YOUR HORSE THINK OF YOU?
I think I’ll ask my horse Whiskey, a spirited...
elevated above-
my eyes south-facing...
Fog -
horns hum...
People think that writing these poems makes me try
Over and over again to make everybody sigh...
He pulled up next to me revving his engine,
In his sports car he wanted to get my attention...
Oh toaster, how you do shine
You give me toast all of the time...
...
...
Hardly exciting,
first ice cream truck of Summer...
Is it reasonable for parents to be so pathetic...