All bent out of shape, I abandoned ship As the Cliché Monster destroyed every quip. I tried to look on the bright side, but he was armed to the teeth, He preyed on every word I tried to bequeath. At my wits end,…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
All bent out of shape, I abandoned ship As the Cliché Monster destroyed every quip. I tried to look on the bright side, but he was armed to the teeth, He preyed on every word I tried to bequeath. At my wits end,…