Moments in Transition
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Not too long ago I met a boy,
Who wore colorful trainers
And spoke like a leprecon.
He left the closet door wide open every morning,
After taking out a plain button down shirt.
He had one of those smiles that would light up the whole world.
On weekends he dressed like a proper chav
And purposefully walked like a hoodrat,
Always did want a g-shock.
He loved knives and pork;
I loved him like a crack-whore loves crack. =)
January 8 at 2:57am
Not too long ago I met a leprachaun,
At the end of a rainbow.
But u might mistake her for a mermaid,
'Cos she spent forever in the shower.
She wouldn't cut her nails after dark,
Sit on the toilet seat,
or walk barefoot on the ground.
She could make a meal last a week,
And wasn't sure what a vegetable was.
She wrote in a book that no one could read,
And sang songs that no one could hear.
Her smile would light up a room,
And her eyes could pierce your heart.
I guess that's why I love her like a crack whore loves crack.
January 8 at 1:38pm
YES! You are absolutely perfect! <3
1/08/2012 07:32:00 PM
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