So over the last two hours,
I've been writing these poems
So I could stomach
My Spaghetti.
So I've been really sick lately,
I've lost a lot of weight
But I write these poems so I can eat
My Spaghetti.
Meanwhile,
I didn't realize that
I'm becoming less cold inside, but not
My Spaghetti.
After two hours,
My stomach is ready
For food that's no longer appeasing
My Spaghetti.
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 8:40 PM UTC
So over the last two hours,
I've been writing these poems
So I could stomach
My Spaghetti.
So I've been really sick lately,
I've lost a lot of weight
But I write these poems so I can eat
My Spaghetti.
Meanwhile,
I didn't realize that
I'm becoming less cold inside, but not
My Spaghetti.
After two hours,
My stomach is ready
For food that's no longer appeasing
My Spaghetti.
