Poetry

[timepants_sam]

Here is a selection of poetry I wrote. Can you guess which grade I was in when I wrote it?

I've tried to recreate the original copy as closely as possible.

#1 LIFE IS BORING
LIFE IS BORING.
CUASE MY BROTHER'S ALWAYS SNORE-
ING. I HAVE WORMS FOR HAIR. MY MOM
MARRIED A BEAR. AND WORST OF ALL
WERE NEXT DOOR TO A MALL. ALL THE
NOISE. AND THEY HAVE TERABLE

Comments

[sideway]

#3-- Brilliance.

[sublimations]

How is it boring that your mom married a bear? And when is a panda a pool, Sam, dear? And does a worm have the artistic passion to truly dance?

I feel like maybe you're harboring some resentment toward your brother.

Finally, it's called motherfucking spell check. But I guess the only one fucking your mother is a bear.

FWD to yourself as a a retarded little kid, dick.

[_pencil_]

AND HE'S RELLY COOL WHEN
HE'S THE POOL.

Brilliance.

[darthweez]

lololol

I feel like I've read one of these.

I feel like this must have happened between kindergarden and 3rd grade.