Prayin’ for Daylight
School’s crazy, nights and homework are even crazier. Sorry it’s been so long. A lots happened but at the same time it doesn’t seem like anything at all.
So I guess I’ll write you a poem, Dan’s been palying poet lately so I’ll give it a go. Don’t hate me for it.
Champaigne and food coupons
aren’t necessarily friends.
But who ever said that
paper and alchol can’t mix.
He can’t wait to go to Canada but
all she wants is a smoothie.
Okay I know it doesn’t ryhtme at all BUT it’s my poem and I’ll make it ryme if I want to, and if I don’t want to then I won’t. It’s an odd subject but it goes along with my next 3D wood sculpture (picuteres to come after I actually start and get working going on it) combined with my upcoming May birthday.