Monday, January 23, 2006

Tongue in Cheek (boys throw rocks)

Drinking coffee tastes brown
My shoes are cute and all the boys look
I don’t think I’ll call him, though
Shall I wear a bad attitude tonight?
In my bedroom listening to Boy George,
I cry.

1 comment:

Brendan said...

In the back of Lotus
my legs spread like a morning flower
but cute boys only,