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Saturday, December 12, 2009

I'm a good at poetry or should I stick to writing?

Should I try poetry? :
I LOve you
You're nice,
Your dimond words
melt into my heart,
You make my wings beat upwards
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(I Know that stunk : )  )


Or Writing:
So I floated her up again into the sky and up in a tree. She looked like an angel up there against the blue sky and horse tail clouds. Like you holding a kitten by the armpits to the sky facing you. Think that was safe cuz she had WINGS just like us. And the comonkas couldn’t climb trees.



That was an up. But the down was that they were coming back. Another up was that they were about 100 yards away. So I asked, “Who here cannot fly, levitate, or any of that crap?” Like 4 kids raised their hands. It took the C’s about 10 yards for each kid….. So we, the flyer peeps with 60 yards left- decided to really tick them off…… “30 yards left….. 20……10…..5 GO!!” Slit screamed. So all of us 19 flies/ levitators/Magic peeps, ECT. Flew into the air at the last second. The comonkas were pounding their fits into the air, stomping the dirt, CRYING, and swearing. Man, all of those just pluxed my vocabulary. “Heh! Heh! Heh! To YOU dofaces!!!” I screamed at the maniacs below.


(DO NOT COPY THIS IT IS GONNA BE PUBLISHED IN A FEW MONTHS!)
 
PLUS- I write these helping thingys on my own.
 
Writing opens the soul

1 comment:

Jaedyn said...

I already AM an author, but I was wondering if... poetry could fit in a diffrent book....?

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