MARTINGOESFISHIN
I am not much
of a writer, probably because I am not much of a reader, but I can make things
rhyme, and so I decide to write a poem instead of a story as stipulated by
Beth. I wrote this because, well, because no matter how much Beth thinks I
talk a load of crap, I think she's cool and a quite unique and alluring little
biscuit. I suppose Beth is the Princess with the red hair, although I cannot
vouch for her love of rain, and I know she doesn't come from an arid land.
For the record I am not obsessed with Beth, and I am not the Prince in the
poem (although I can understand if Helen and Stu think I am). ;-) The poem
was uncomplete, but Beth liked it so that's good enough for me.
And me.. well I'm the angler, and the boy in the angler never dies.
*coal turns into diamonds eventually*
[thewetprincess]
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