This is what I did instead of listening in class
little cakes so soft and sweet
oh disc of joy I long to eat
made for me by a goddess divine
with hair so red so soft so fine
with skin milky smooth like cream
whose deep brown eyes fill my dreams
my love for you I will swear a creed
for your flipping skill is rare indeed
The feelings I have will always be something
as long as you keep those cakes a coming
oh disc of joy I long to eat
made for me by a goddess divine
with hair so red so soft so fine
with skin milky smooth like cream
whose deep brown eyes fill my dreams
my love for you I will swear a creed
for your flipping skill is rare indeed
The feelings I have will always be something
as long as you keep those cakes a coming
posted by Judge of the Whetten's at 10:56 PM
4 Comments:
and why werent you paying attention in class. Oh dont worry we all do it as well.
and why werent you paying attention in class. Oh dont worry we all do it as well.
I wish I could be more inspired in class, I either do homework, email people or sleep.
And Stuff,
~Vasu~
We know you sleep Vasu, but we did not know you were actually productive (slightly sarcastic).
Lovely poem.
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