For LIT Class
We are in a poetry phase of my LIT class. I suppose its alright. I've never been a huge fan of poetry. I tend to like the nonsense ones written for children. Simply because they are silly, easy to remember and easily told to others.
So here is mine. I figured I'd post it here.
Its a touch morbid but I still think that its cute.
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Why do you cry little girl?
Is it because your kitten ran away?
Or because the sun wont come out to let you play?
Might it be that you have stubbed your toe?
Or could it be that your brothers tease you so?
With spiders and bugs and worms on your head.
They even went and put a frog in your bed.
Though perhaps it is because you spilt your juice
when you found your father hanging from a noose.
PS. Mike was cute today. I forgot my ID card in his room so there was no way for me to get food all day and I didn't get out of classes till 4pm. Needless to say I was hungry. Then when I get back to my room he messages me saying he's taking me to the little coffee shop TerraCotta. Turns out he got a 10$ voucher from Alfred State because the Dinning Hall burned down. So he got me dinner. Very nice of him. Then as we were leaving I pointed out that there was a wasp behind him buzzing around. He moved in to kill it but I stepped on it first. All he said was "Aww I was going to kill it and be the savior." WHERE DID I FIND THIS BOY? He's too cute. I'm worried he's going to get ripped away from me, because for some reason good things always end up getting taken away from me. I never get to eat my cake... in fact I never even GET cake. Its like mother has so many kids that she always forgets about one, and that one is me.... but Mike's giving me my cake and its the best I've ever tasted.