The Pink

Villanelle to PoetryDear Mr. Poetry, I ask you to forgive me, For what a fool I am.Villanelle to Poetry
My pen blew up, first. The ink splattered, Dear Mr. Poetry.
And then I dropped my dictionary in the gutter, Thesaurus in the toilet, lost all my words, For what a fool I am.
I sabotaged your beauty I, uh, tried to write. Sorry, Dear Mr. Poetry.
And I really didnt mean to. It just came out, distorting the clean white page, For what a fool I am.
So I mean to apologize. Truly. I robbed you of your names dignity, &n
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Artificial Intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.~author unknown
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"All aboard! Okay, maybe not all of you, the boat's not that big..."
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Artificial Intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.~author unknown
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92% of teens would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch or Hollister said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Post this if you're one of the 8% who would be standing there laughing.
You= art god/dess.
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Artificial Intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.~author unknown
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92% of teens would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch or Hollister said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Post this if you're one of the 8% who would be standing there laughing.
Nooo. I'm miss modest about being modest. :0
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Artificial Intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.~author unknown
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92% of teens would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch or Hollister said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Post this if you're one of the 8% who would be standing there laughing.
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