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I Had a Title... I Forgot It. — Description
Yea, so, I'm in this school function called, "Lantern" were students write poetry and share it and what not... Blatantly, at the first meeting, the teacher in charge comments on how almost all of the poems are teenage angst poems. Well, no suprise there, but it irked me a tad. Reading through the collection of poems from last year, it certainly seems the club is inundated with angst-riden poems. Well, if I were to add anything to the club, it would most certianly have been agnsty... so instead, I decided to do a light hearted, cutsie, foo-foo poem... with a Bradford twist. Yea, so it's done, just finished it now, doodled it up in AP US History. Hope you like it... and I hope it fits in with all the other poems... haha, sarcasm, how I love thee.

"Today I took a staple gun
And placed it upon my lip
Eyelids clenched, block the sun
Smiled, "Let 'er rip"

A heavy pull, a sharp yelp,
Some temporary pain
And suddenly, alright I felt
Enough for it, again.

Today I took a staple gun
And placed it upon my lip
A skillful hand, much fun
But suddenly, I slipped

Staples, staples in my cheek
I had not meant to maul
O dear how today's plans look bleak,
As I'm stapled to the wall."