Everyone end up bothered but me

I am cleaning out my english folder. Mr Ruge said I did jack shit in in english, I got my report. Thats not true, I did more than in most classes, I also did a few odd doodles when To Kill a Mockingbird studies were at their lowest:


Mr Blue,
In the nude
Spies Mrs Tee and Dee
Getting rude,

Thats crude

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Wordless love

It’s a lovely day for dreaming
Of birds and blue and hair,
Though I’m never one for skipping,
I’m dancing through the air

It’s so bittersweet
But oh so sweet

The nectar of my love
Has been sucked dry from the stale milk in my lungs,
Though it is hard to believe
Only now I cry,

I’ve never been happier
Happier without love!

Rarely,
But finally now
I wish I could relate to you in French words!
To think I found myself cold
Because ice don’t warm blood
A ballad for all the lives I’ve broken
Is a snowstorm of love?

So now I’m,

Sitting in cafès
Avoiding all my family
Until I want things
Then getting them to notice me
I’m so elated
I speak in loves own words

Watching a seagull
Level with the windowpane
Makes me dream of
Movie love in the rain

It’s always bitterly
Bittersweet
I am loving love for words of love

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The situation of the Maori era


Up north they are,
Not for me
I’m Classic White,
Egg white,

You see me because I’m splattered
In a bowl,
With your milk;
I don’t care
So I stop,

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Blackbird Pie

His lightening fingers grace the page
forever now his own
A bleessing,
dnd a hurt,
The buttons come alive

First the sizzors of anarchy
cutting throught the silk
No!
First the cry of argument
Over forever now,
spilt milk

"You cannot keep me in your arms!
I wail
and I'll slutter
The way a genius should!"

His only regret yet
His skilless rage
Their ignorance proven
He didn't learn to sticth

Fucks it up,
Good and proper,
the way a genius should

Yes... Anyway, Someone told me I was a sex god today, as a joke, but it's still bullshit.

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Thats the one,

Jack and Aya get to a place where they are lying on top of each other, Aya sitting in between Jack’s legs with thin cigar, Jack lying down, when Isabel walks in to tell Jack her answer, she stops and looks astonished:

Aya: Helloooo…

Isabel walks out

Aya to Jack: I am just so righty tighty aren’t I?