Bad poetry alert...

[azurelunatic]

You make my head spin, my scalp-hairs prickle.
You hit me over the head with a textbook.
If we kissed, you would taste like a dried cactus pickle.

You graduated college. I got you one red rose.
You smacked me over the head with that too.
At least you didn't stick your finger up my nose...
...again.

We are mature, refined, adept with communication.
Please, remove your hands from around my throat.
You are my light, my love, ...my constant source of aggravation.


_{for the benefit of shywickedpixie, an addendum:}
And all in good time, it shall come to pass:
My bonky flashlight, whack! on your ass!

Comments

[theonlyasd.livejournal.com]

That was beautiful.

[azurelunatic]

Yes, he's real.

No, I'm not sharing. :-P

[sionainn.livejournal.com]

*giggles* bonky flashlight..... *snort*

[azurelunatic]

Yep.

Guess who sucks at writing sonnets? Him!!!