I’ll write a poem about unicorns.
Because I love them so, with their awesome horns.
The way they sparkle in the sun…
And their pretty colored mains,
Pretty colored tails.
It’s really too bad,
That unicorns aren’t real.
But I hope I hallucinate and see one someday.
This poem kind of sucks, but maybe that’s okay?
I saw a helicopter
turninto a dragonfly once
I was @ a DEAD concert
Peace
Dylan
ps
I love dragonflies
like you love unicorns
by the way
you should write more
you are awesome
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot