Dec 2014
She hums to herself because she is an
unrivaled botcher of lyrics. Her yellow
butter hair swings buoyantly to her tune.
She smells of bubble gum and does not have
a care in the world. She likes to make up her
own words and her own set of rules. This girl
that thinks she has an answer for everything.
unrivaled botcher of lyrics. Her yellow
butter hair swings buoyantly to her tune.
She smells of bubble gum and does not have
a care in the world. She likes to make up her
own words and her own set of rules. This girl
that thinks she has an answer for everything.
Inspired by Sean Critchfield ....(here on HP) This, the footnote under his poem "Poem by Chance" and Victoria (aslo here on HP) "No Reason"
'This is the product of an exercise. I was instructed to grab the 7th book on my shelf, turn to page 7, and use the 7th line as my first line. The poem was restricted to seven lines.'
'This is the product of an exercise. I was instructed to grab the 7th book on my shelf, turn to page 7, and use the 7th line as my first line. The poem was restricted to seven lines.'
