January 26, 2010
By Anonymous

My stupid English teacher gave me this poem to write
What she doesn’t understand is that I’m not very bright
I think I have dyslexia
Or maybe a.d.d
But whatever it is,
Nothing is coming to me
I’ve been writing for an hour but this page is still bare
But what I don’t understand is how this is fair
I have so many things running through my brain
If I don’t write this poem soon, I’m going to go insane
In a second ill be writing about a fabulous pair of shoes
But all I really want are those studded jimmy choos
I always end up on facebook
No matter what I do
And since I’m facebook stalking I’ll tell you about a few
Like there is this girl named Taylor
Why is her top so low cut?
Does she know that in all of her pictures I can see like half of her butt?
And then this guy named James
Why are you so hot?
If you weren’t such a jerk,
I would really like you a lot
And lastly there’s Kendall
I want to punch her in the face
She takes up all of my news feed
I really don’t care that she joined a group called “Outer Space!”
Now back to this poem
It has taken so much time
I’m having some difficulty making it rhyme
I really like Daniel
I don’t think anything rhymes with that
He better not like this girl
She’s ugly and she’s fat!
It’s like a mass of all the thoughts that are running through my head
Oh look I got a text, screw this,
I’m going to bed

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on Feb. 16 2010 at 4:13 pm
wordnerd54 SILVER, Sparta, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia." ~E.L. Doctorow

Oh my God, that was so funny! It was so... honest. It was great.

on Feb. 10 2010 at 8:42 pm
VioletsandVoice, Spiritwood, North Dakota
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i liked it, it made me laugh


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