Let it go,
let it go,
just drop it out,
in the snow.
Let it cool,
don't be a fool,
it does not matter,
to look cool.
For if you live,
with hidden hate,
you will realize,
when it is too late.
If you hold,
that anger inside,
letting it grow,
letting it preside.
You will only hurt,
the ones that you love,
so let it all go,
and rise up above.

So much poems made a day. I'm so amazed that the system could handle all that.

This is just to say



I have smashed

Jack’s computer

that was on

his desk



and which

he probably

needed

for class



Forgive me

it was so fun to smash

so messy

and so crunchy

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens