Pseudo Poetry
I am so tired.
It was a pretty decent day today. School was stupid and boring, but it can be that way sometimes.
It was my grandfather's birthday and my mom made a birthday cake, which made the house smell so sweet, I was too distracted to work.
She served these pickled string beans that were so good.
So, I put off my work until now, and I don't think I want to do it.
The cake ended up being really rich anyway, and it made my stomach hurt.
Hope your cakes are in every way less rich,
S
It was a pretty decent day today. School was stupid and boring, but it can be that way sometimes.
It was my grandfather's birthday and my mom made a birthday cake, which made the house smell so sweet, I was too distracted to work.
She served these pickled string beans that were so good.
So, I put off my work until now, and I don't think I want to do it.
The cake ended up being really rich anyway, and it made my stomach hurt.
Hope your cakes are in every way less rich,
S