afealicious wrote:WTE says:
Call me fetus.
Ode to a Speedy Maturity
By: Pastry.
Fetus, Fetus, you're bizarre.
You're 16 now, go drive a car.
Although it is a bit freakish in nature
For an underdeveloped human to so quickly mature
And nature and mature don't really rhyme
But that's alright. I'm doing fine...
I think. I'm no good at poems you see
In this area I would enlist Mr. Thomas D-G
The guy who walks his dogs a lot
And uses the ">:O" face more often than not
And talks to me WAY TOO FUCKING MUCH
Honestly, the guy is insane, as such.
But that's all awesome, he is very nice
Extremely unserious, but hey, that's life.
You see, he can be serious on occasion.
I think at those times I'm just good at persuasion.
Tom also introduced me to Ben Folds.
I like him lots. And man, you suck for not dressing up tomorrow. Loser. Geez. What a jerk. I mean come on. You dressed up last year. Totally unfair. It's wrong to be normal on October 31st! Just WRONG! Do you understand me? You had better. What a nerd, with your Greek and Italian and grammers. Yes, that is an E. Ha! Ha! I BET I'M PISSING YOU OFF, RIGHT NOW! DEFINATELY. TOTALY. O YEA. Serves you right for being boring on your birthday. And now I will get back to making my couplets rhyme.
He's pretty funny-sounding when on the phone.
To spare my sternum next time I'll call when alone.
I think it's neat and pretty obscene
That Thomas' birthday is on Halloween.
So have a good one,
And now I'm done.
Oh wait, the scat.
Can't forget about that.
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