Poems from loviballet
I love you like a sickness deadly sweet
The golden arrow’s poison seeping through
Into my head...
I’m sick of being lovesick
I’m over, done, I’m through
I need to find the cure, quick!
So I'll get over you.
A poem a dayKeeps the boredom awayBut there won't be too muchCuz there's not much to say.
There once was a girl from New YorkWho preferred eating food with a forkBut one day she had stewDid not know what doShe soon switched to...
The teachers are coolThe kids yell a lotThe classes are funBut the lunch smells a lot