Most Depressing Poem Ever ( Extra Tidbitz )

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines

He wrote a poem

And he called it "Chops"

Because that was the name of his dog

And that's what it was all about

And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star

And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts

That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the Zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his sister was born with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a valentine signed with a row of X's
And he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father tucked him in at night and was always there to do it


Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
He wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
Because that was the name of the season
And that was what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
And asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
Because of its new paint
And the kids told him that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts in the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him into bed at night
And his father got mad when he cried for him to do it


Once upon a piece of paper torn from his notebook
He wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
Because that was the question about this girl
And that was what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed it to her
That was the year when Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed or even talked
And the girl around the corner wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do
And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed his father snoring soundly


That's why on the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
And a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn't think he could reach the kitchen.

No credit to me. This is not my poem. I just found it in a book.

All we know is Benjis, Mulah, Franklins (12th Blog Post)

      I was being carried down the streets of New York City by some wealthy shmuck in a nice suit. This wise guy was trying to spend me on some lame Starbucks coffee stand. Now, I'm Benjamin Franklin and I don't take no crap from nobody! This stiff wasn't going to spend me on some lousy coffee! So I jumped right out of his hand and landed right in a puddle. I almost drowned but that would've been better than being spent on Starbucks. After the wind picked up a bit, I was starting to get blown around a bit. I wouldn't have minded because the breeze felt pretty nice but then it turned harsh. The winds started picking me up off the ground and blowing me all over the streets of Manhattan. Flying around  the streets, I was suddenly hit by a really hard, fleshy, meat sack. Then I looked up and saw the cutest little face I could ever dream up. The kid stared back at me, then showed me to his parents. "Look it, look it! I found money, mommy! How many toys can I get with this one?" The mother looked at me, inspecting me up and down, then exclaimed, "Oh my god, is it real?" She handed it back to the little girl, saying, "Well, I guessed since you found it, its yours, Liz." The girl started to jump up and down a lot and asked to go to the nearest toy store. Once there, I was immediately exchanged for the nearest stuffed plushes. I was okay with this. This little girl was happy, I wasn't spent on lame Starbucks, and the day couldn't get much better.

One Ticket to Paradise( for only a month)! (11th Blog Post)

     If I had a plane ticket that could fly me anywhere for free, but only lasted a month, I would fly to Canada then throw the ticket on the ground! All I would use the ticket for is to fly to Quebec or Toronto.  Probably Toronto because that place is like Canada's New York. Plus, I have heard a lot of great stories about Toronto so it seems like the better option. Although, I would need a roommate to help pay rent and keep me company. Living alone seems pretty lonely so a roommate would really help. I would also be new in town so I would hope it would be someone who knew their way around town.

#TweetLikeJayden ( Extra Tidbitz )

     If I could tell a million people something, I would ask them, " How come we cook bacon, but bake cookies? #Real Eyes Realize Real Lies. " This question was tweeted by Jayden Smith and I though it was the funniest thing ever. Jayden claims these tweets to be poetic but I find them humorous . Another one of his tweets say that if you look a tree in it's face, you can see it's sadness. Stuff like this makes me laugh with him, not at him.

Ducky MoMo's Meal Museum (10th Blog Post)

          My restaurant would be called Ducky Mo-Mo's Meal Museum. We would serve all kinds of delicacies like burgers, both simple & complicated, and subs for you vegetarians. Our best selling item would be our Ducky Mo-Mo Meal Deal. It would come with your choice between a burger, sub, or two slices of pizza, a side of fries, apple slices, or onion rings, and a medium fountain drink that looks like a small. And to top it all off, a creepy toy that children find adorable! All of this costing you only $5.99! Oh, and do not forget; Free refills for an added $5! Isn't that great?! Don't answer because I know it is! This little guy is just too cute! His cuteness almost scares me!