Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Bad Poetry

The littlest leaf

One spring morning
the last leaf fell off the tree.
All the other leafs had changed color
But the littlest leaf had not changed color it was in fact still green.

So that little red leaf fluttered to the earth
just cuz it did
so the fish jumped up and ate a fly.
That fly was like a lost puppy

The puppy or rather fly liked the water until it got eaten
this is why
the puppy found his way home in the end.
because the last leaf on the tree fell to the ground still green not red.

So fly away little leaf because you are like a fly,
who is like a lost puppy,
who gets lost. and can't find his way home
leaf is good now

2 comments:

  1. Great title. The littlest leaf.

    Ha ha ha. That fly was like a lost puppy. Wow.

    I loved when you had to correct yourself: "the puppy or rather fly"

    This freaking sucks. Great job.

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