| My little poems... |
| Just a little poem I wrote when I heard a train passing by from my bedroom window. I like it... but I don't expect you to. |
| I wrote this while taking a break from writing a horrible essay for my anthro. class on the night before it was due. Everything in the poem is true except for the last part. I got an A on the paper, by the way. |
| Just a little thing I spewed out about misconceptions. |