Friday, May 22, 2009

I wish I could write poetry like my sister...

...but, hey, at least I can spell! (I think she used a spellchecker on this before posting on FB):


oh dearest doorknob, to thee I sing an ode
oh dearest doorknob, for you I kissed a toad

oh stupid doorknob, your random existence I blamed
oh stupid doorknob, a freaking idiot I was named

long story short, I stomped and yelled and cried
short story long, my tirade went on and on and on...

I didn't get a doorknob! stupid lame jerk!
I didn't get a doorknob! I can't BELIEVE that's why I'm hurt...

I am worth a stupid doorknob, that and more besides
more than a stupid doorknob, that my family decides

cherished doorknob, for thee a lesson learned
dumb amazing doorknob, perhaps maturity I've earned

1 comment:

  1. Original MySpace comment:

    Rachel Lol I totally still have Tommy's doorknob he gave me... ;-D

    211 days ago

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