Sunday, February 14, 2010

Bad tea poetry

I drank way too much tea.

Now I'll have to pee.

At least I'm not hungry.

Actually, I feel kind of pukey.

I should eat dinner

Because it's that time.

That won't make me thinner.

I needed something that rhymed.

I don't like the spacing in this post.

I turn my heat down at night so I don't roast.

This poem is stupid,

just like Valentine's Day and Cupid.

Maybe I'll eat.

I'm not too sure.

I'd rather just sleep.

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