Simone
08-31-2002, 11:41 PM
heyyyy... i was sitting there in the cub foods parking lot people watching... and i felt like writing a poem/book/memoir...(noj/k, its a poem of some sort i suppose.) i am not a poet and i know it, you know it and bob knows it. if you have to post something here... be nice or i'll bite you. anyhow,
"I like the way she looks,
the way she shakes her hips,
i enjoy the way she smells, all light and airy.
does she notice me,
the quiet on in the corner,
watching her move across the room?
does she notice me inhaling, whenever she is near?
should i talk to her?
or would that embarass us both?
does she hear my thoughts of her?
doe sit scare her, disgust her?
is it possible... could it be... why... she just looked at me!!!"
whee whee whee. this is all purely imagination. and i know, i canna spell... but ya no wut.... cheese is still cheese.
"I like the way she looks,
the way she shakes her hips,
i enjoy the way she smells, all light and airy.
does she notice me,
the quiet on in the corner,
watching her move across the room?
does she notice me inhaling, whenever she is near?
should i talk to her?
or would that embarass us both?
does she hear my thoughts of her?
doe sit scare her, disgust her?
is it possible... could it be... why... she just looked at me!!!"
whee whee whee. this is all purely imagination. and i know, i canna spell... but ya no wut.... cheese is still cheese.