3.
About that bowl of no-longer-fruit-and-chocolate on my desk.
There’s a used teabag in there. I didn’t mention that, did I, but yes. There it is.
It once made a fine cup of peppermint tea, but now it droops and sulks, the string stretched carelessly across the fruit remains.
Oh, apple core, so ravaged and forlorn!
Oh, sad and desperate tumble of mandarin peels! Still such a proud and vibrant orange!
But to what end, that proud and vibrant orange? Now that the mandarin is eaten?
There’s a used teabag in there. I didn’t mention that, did I, but yes. There it is.
It once made a fine cup of peppermint tea, but now it droops and sulks, the string stretched carelessly across the fruit remains.
Oh, apple core, so ravaged and forlorn!
Oh, sad and desperate tumble of mandarin peels! Still such a proud and vibrant orange!
But to what end, that proud and vibrant orange? Now that the mandarin is eaten?
1 Comments:
You sound very depressed ;( go do something exciting and then write about it so you stop spreading the gloom.
cheerfully
me
p.s. try watching ten things I hate about you.
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