Just warning you now, these are guaranteed to suck.
April 1st
Beautiful day,
if only I could go outside.
I brush my teeth,
yet the taste won't go away.
I need a shower,
but when I get up I feel faint.
It's a beautiful day,
I wish I could go outside.
How lovely, a poem about being sick. Sorry guys I'm feeling a bit cynical today as it was really nice out but I couldn't go outside because I spent my night puking my guts out and all day in bed instead of outside enjoying the amazingly wonderful weather.
Anywho, I am slowly getting better, so I should have the energy to actually write a decent poem tomorrow.
