One, Two,
PikaBOO
Three, Four,
Life's a bore.
Five, Six,
Just for kicks,
Seven, Eight,
Go on a date.
Nine, Ten,
You're mine. Say when
And one day
We'll do this agen.
I love writing poems that dont make sense especially when I'm trying to clean this rubbish dump of clothes, teddies, blankets, and a bunch of other random crap..aka my rooms
I'll give you $2 to clean it for me.
Any takers?
