BAD POETRY AT ITS FINEST
Read at your own risk. Bad & funny poetry done in only one draft. You've been warned!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Writing on stuff
I have a dry erase marker
It smells really strong
I don't know how to write with it
And I'm totally erasing wrong
I spit on it and squirted it
To blot my mistake out.
I didn't know it was dry erase
Now my life is in doubt.
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