Tuesday, January 12, 2010

My Girls

I wrote this poem at a party while on the floor surrounded by attractive people.




Messes to be made.
Love to be found.
Pie to be eaten.


Hair products are acceptable.
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1 comment:

jillian clark said...

this is absolutely fantastic

and we need to catch up (seriously seriously seriously)

even if it's just bahns or dolly's or something!

February 11, 2010 at 4:10 AM

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