Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Two-minute poetry!
Oh November, sad and grey
Just how long do you plan to stay?
It's been six weeks and you're still around,
spreading rotting-leaf banana peels on the ground.
Where are snowflakes, where are blue skies?
Shit, I'd even rewind to witches and pumpkin pies
To get beyond, or before, this drear
My very least favourite time of year.
Except March. March sucks.
Oh November, sad and grey
Just how long do you plan to stay?
It's been six weeks and you're still around,
spreading rotting-leaf banana peels on the ground.
Where are snowflakes, where are blue skies?
Shit, I'd even rewind to witches and pumpkin pies
To get beyond, or before, this drear
My very least favourite time of year.
Except March. March sucks.
# posted by becca : 12:41 PM
