mandyactually

Kate and I are the new poet laureates of CSUSB. During our long break yesterday before our even longer class, we decided to be creative and write some poetry. Here were the results....enjoy.

The Pumpkin Patch (in the style of e.e. cummings, written by an orange pen)

Creative juices...pumpkins (in a patch)

I wait.

Orange. Small. Green. c o l o r s.

I wait.

Dark. Lonely. I C A CHILD.

Pick me with thievery.

With lust for seed(s).

L(onely) O(ut) L(ier)

Pumpkin. eye sea it.

Long stem

and curly tail.......................just kidding. Or am I?

Pumpkin with a tale. (See what I did there?)

Juicy with juices.

Jamba!

OH. We are waiting.

Pumpkin?

Lady Gaga?

Snooki?

pen?

Kat Lassie?

C O L O R S.

Attractive Nooses

Keep me warm + dead

hanging me, around my neck

attracting hipsters, BUFANDA!

No trust. Thanks Mandy. -___-

Two Hands (a haiku)

Two hands for grabbing

Two hands, give them to me now

I need your two hands

I love you, Disneyland

Dear Mickey,

You are a mouse and I have a hickey. Unrelated thoughts: Where is Mrs. Pots? The mermaid -- we sit in her clam. Where the poops is Belle??! (Unrelated thoughts.)

Sanctuary. Sanctuary? Sanctuary!

I (hunchback) you.

<3 Minnie

Translation:

Dear Reader,

I really wish I was at Disneyland right now instead of waiting for my last class.

Regrets,

Kate and Mandy

And our final poem of the day...

F-Book, F-U

I had to quit you

like Heath Ledger had to quit life

(this time no drugs,

just pokes).

My wall will crumble like the Berlin Wall.

(Do you get it?....Good.)

My statuses.....will become tweets.

My notes.....will become blogs.

My photos.....will still be photos.

My life will actually be a life.

Harsh. Troof.

Frankly Facebook, I don't give a poopz.

Zuck it, Zuckerberg.

(See what I did there? I hope so.)

Signing out! (4ever?)