Read Popcorn's blog.. and she's right. We all have our own opinions and our blogs are for us to voice out our opions.. we all must be openminded.. and opinions are like armpits.. everyone has them! and sometimes they stink! (mine doesn't! haha) ...
... and it reminded me about this poem i wrote with my friend. We each wrote a line.. it doesn't really make any sense.. but it does made me laugh hahaha
So here goes!
I had a dream I dreamt today and this is what I have to say.
I saw your face I was amazed
That your crazy twiching eye I could not blank away.
You look crazy and Ugly. I'm in a daze I don't know what to say.
Just say that the sky is blue and the grass is green... anything is better than staring at you.
Your twitch makes me itch like the hair under my armpit.
You said armpits are bad... they're like opinions... everyone has them and they all smell bad.
So it's your fault that I'm itching!! Stop your twitching and get going!!
Hair under the armpits make you itch they do, but I thought you shave your armpits, don't you?
This twitch will not cease unless it pleases you that I fall flat on the floor...
like nacrolepsy - the disease I hope you bore.
How dare you call me ugly? You're the one with the hairy armpits!!
Gosh, the nerve you have I can't believe it's there.
Twitching, itching, oh stop your bitching!!
The sight of you makes me want to give you a beating!!
Beating? I'm sorry... I never meant for it to cause your grieving... I love you for your twitching... I'm a sucker and I would never want to see you leaving.
If my twitching is what you love, then itch all over and show me your worth!!
I'm worth more than diamonds... ruby or gold... more than the itch I can't withold. I can't control my itch for you, it's like a hair stuck in my behind.