Monday, April 19, 2010

I dare someone to use this for their poem rewrite!

Crickets chirp.
But it’s too late for me to care anymore.
My love-sponge is full of sugar
And my mind is on you.
Write a poem:
Fart-wind smoothes me.

1 comment:

  1. I've been laughing for about five minutes at this. Brilliant. THE LAST LINE!

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