A/N: So, this isn't really a serious attempt at poetry. It's what happens when you try to write a limerick with your friend while on a 3 hour bus ride... And it's title has nothing to do with the actual content, by the way.

Flowers

By Austin and Jasmine

Dead leaves blowing in the air

Sometimes they get caught in my hair.

So I whip out the comb,

And I talk to Jerome,

But then he got eaten by a bear.

I went to my BF Annette,

And she was like “lol, I got caught in a net”.

So I tried to cut her down,

But she looked like a clown,

And I hate clowns, so I killed Annette.

These leaves are still stuck in my hair.

Though I’m not really sure where.

So I went on vacation

It was the result of mass manipulation

So I threw myself onto a building into the air.

Now I’m falling way too fast.

And now I think I can see the grass.

So I prayed to Allah,

And he was like “Fo hollah!”

So then I went splat.