|
A quick ditty that could probably use something at the end:
I am an imperfect being
I planted tomato seeds when I was seventeen
But didn't get rid of the weeds
And now I don't have my own fruit
To eat and share with friends
I'm nearly twenty two years old
And I still haven't learned
How to touch my toes
Even though they tried to show me
When I was in Elementary school
I never bothered to reach any farther
Than I could already go
__________________
"In the room the women come and go
With Vodka-mixed orange Jello"
|