The natural environment taken over Leaves once green sadly no longer Corporations rule our land Finding glass and plastics in our sand The sad truth is this Can we reverse it Recycle and reduce Every bit that you use
Stop being lazy and recycle. You may not think much about it, but every action counts.
Slab Of Flab Protrudes From Ab twas an incremental subtle expansion of waist most likely aside effects of one or all prescription medication to stave off severe melancholy,
social anxiety, panic attack, et cetera whereby most everything thy tongue did taste immediately delivered a randy paunch to former washboard smooth as a fresh application of gesso like paste readying canvass for partially naked self-portrait masterpiece depicting naked body laced
with flat as a washboard physique unlike present dis graced whereat when sending a photograph of shirtless self-try with futility utilizing photoshop to get erased displeasing equatorial zone of anatomy saddled with unwanted fatty tissue that defaced
proportionate rock hard stomach with a slender man about five foot and ten-inch build evincing an aura of being chaste
gone forever analogous to temptation gobbling house constructed of cake and confectionery that nearly did likewise to Hansel and Gretel readying their not quite plump enough bodies
tubby slathered with baste yet just in the nick of time the two abandoned children aced the sinister plot outwitting cannibalistic cackling croaking old woman inducing to break out into song singing
Sarasponda, sarasponda, sarasponda rat tat tat Sarasponda, sarasponda, sarasponda rat tat tat A doray-oh, A doray-boomday-oh A doray-boomday ret set set Ah say pah say oh.
Writer's block is like a white stone wall. Every failed poem in the trashcan is like a brick. Soon, I'll have enough to rebuild the great wall of China, and the garbage man will know many trees have died for my poetry. Take heed, only you can prevent forest fires.
So, why not have fun with writers block if it breaks writers block.