Wound with joy and cheer Unaware of the danger near Moments away Racing mind, rather absent Hurry, hurry, hurry-! Outcry echoes throughout the space What searing pain Heat from surface to flesh Red as ripest tomato Forming spots of pale white Oh dear, what plight
- Jay M January 8th, 2021
Burned my fingertips when baking this morning. My pinkies didn't get burned though, so I can still sorta type. It's gonna be a long day, haha..