off the fridge

above this opaque din
is
light
make haste to woo it

i have beauty you know nothing about

sanctify me

i am curiously mortal

lazy here

tempted there

oft questioning

almost melancholy

please

slather on grace

sound friends do seek thee
in this torment
they shalt reach here
ere that fould & loathsome winter is o'er


from the abridged works of miss mobach:
you damn vulgar miscreant torpid boor
your caterwaul deceived the saucy maiden
who elucidated her mind
only to have you cunningly abscond with her herculean love
farewell drunk lover whose acid manner enervates the above woman
thus making thee a pariah
alas methinks he is a villainous man
a cod piece
and so he is too
his perilous death would soon come
but for mercy


from the works of mr. hill:
Leaves blow in the wind.
Trees are green.
Chocolate tastes good.
Steve has character.

Mara talks lots.
Homework awaits.
Spring now fades.
Summer soon dawns.

Think upon these things.

PS
Mara has a crush on every boy. :o