No airconditioning
I lay in my bed
so sweaty and hot
with nothing to do but pick at my snot
I wait for my morning alarm to ring seven when I get up and sing
HALLELUJIAH TO HEAVEN!
I lay in my bed
so sweaty and hot
with nothing to do but pick at my snot
I wait for my morning alarm to ring seven when I get up and sing
HALLELUJIAH TO HEAVEN!
Comments
Picking at snot is good therapy.
And your poems will probably become cult… but only if you do something great in your life.
Get the camera, take the shots. Post ‘em here. We’ll help make you famous.