Alright. So was today anything thing AWE-mazing? Not really. But hey, why not write a blog on it anyway?
school.
Just kidding. Still on the subject though, Poetry. What's the first thing that comes to your mind? Something mind-boggling probably. You know, like, a poem is something a poet writes extremely poetically.
Well, a coupla smart apples (the ones we secretly love) went on about all the things they consider poetry. A confident kid with neatly messy hair and holding in a bellow of laughter says: "A poem is sitting on the toilette after all you can eat sushi."
Good Guatamala! Hell yes! Screw all this, poetry is standing is a field of buttercups, shizzzz! Psh! ...
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Of course, the rest of us all took the assignment so much more seriously and thought deeply about what the monkey crap a poem is! "A poem is the pitter-patter of rain on my windowpane. A poem is sand between my toes. A poem is drowning in a lake." Whatever jiggles your line I guess.
Got any "a poem is...."' poems?
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