Dear Converse,
I Love The Way,
Your Gleaming Smile Lightens My Day,
You're There For Me In My Every Need,
Through Times Of Trouble,
And Of Greed.
You Make Me Laugh,
When I Feel Down,
You Make Me Smile When I Do Frown.
Dear Converse, If You Ever Leave Me.
I Will Laugh Myself Silly.
(The Last Line Did Say "I Will Kill Myself", But Mim Changed It To Something More Appropriate For Younger Readers)
I Have Far Too Much Time On My Hands.
I Feel This Poem Proves This.
Friday, June 16, 2006
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7 comments:
yeah it does a little.
Cool poem tho lol!
hehe, yeah, cool, but slightly sad!
Oh, Converse Deserve so Much More praise Than a Poem, But That My Friend, Is Pure Genius.
SKILL.
x
Too much time??? Do the washing up and clean room!
Cool Poem!
I would do the smae about my converses!
I would do the same about my converses!
hehe, yep, converse are worthy of poems!
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