Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I hate this class.
I want to kill you.
Shut the fuck up!
Just let me be.
I don't give a shit
about what you're teaching me!
This class is bull-shit!
I hate every minute!
You bore me to death,
why don't you get it?
Every passing minute,
my anger flares!
Why can't you see
that nobody cares?!
Made me laugh...it's so true
Made me laugh...it's so true sometimes. It's like the class should be called "tolerance 101"...lol. like chemistry was for me...ugh!!!!
......
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Shit FuckDamnit Bitch
never offended by words - a poet who abhors English - now that's poetic! -
Teachers and professors sometimes suck
to the point of Airplane like responses,
self-strangling, gun in hand, grenades
to keep the rest of humanity from suffering
the fate of hearing the mundane when
a course in anything should be excitingly
presented to open minds.
.
The closed mind can not bear lack
of creativity. So goes the saying,
value in anything, but here the drone
drives one to wanting to drink. A lot.
Still, learing language is tedious
so my grandson is learning unable
to distinguish verb types. He'll
need that at university, but try to
convince him of that at age ten.
.
I wish I had taken linguistics in school
to know the true roots of the language
I speak. Some are lazy, but had
anyone suggested reading the entire
dictionary when I was ten, would
have been a nicer start. Tests are
the worst. My electronic fingers
twitch in English lecture.
.
allets
09-26-13
12:43p
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Inglish
Inglish me tries bt u wrt wndrfly poem specillay"electrik fingers"
©bishu
I agree with nightlights, you
I agree with nightlights, you should post that as an origianl on your page if you havent already!
Wow oh wow oh wow, allets.
Wow oh wow oh wow, allets. That comment is the best I ever read... and as a poem it's ....
WOW.
....LIKE IT A LOT.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "