Author's note/disclaimer:
Well, the title is pretty self-explanatory. I don't know what else to say. I was bored and eager to fill in my new poetry notebook (which is almost full now). This isn't one of my best poems. But…it'll do for now I guess.And, as always, don't use without permission.
"Ramblings" By: Nentikobe The sky is blue Bird is singing A little of key Is hidden for protection Is good in premarital sex Ed teaches us nothing Is going on In here Is the best I ever had To do it Was not my fault Lies somewhere In here is a phone number Munchers is fun Times with friends Come and go Away From me