god'swife2 Jul 2004

Yes well... I mean it became apparent to me quite some time ago I wasn't going to be winning the Miss Congeniality prize this year, but that's neither here nor there when it comes to writing poetry. You're not very good at it, and that's just the cold-hearted facts. Hey, but it's a free fucking country here in Poemrankia, so you just go on hanging round the other talentless citizens, blowing smoke up each others asses. Enjoy your monkey's tea party, and tottle off to sleep each night with a self-satisfied grin all over your clueless mug. Sweet dreams.