While Feeding Butterflys

Jelous green apple wont you feed me

For Within you lies hundred recipes

Your all i need

Now There lies a peachy peach, rich in flavor

Does not compare

i bite into my apple to reviel a worm

Worm your hideous

tainted my apple painted it with your dirt brown and odious scent

i love you too worm

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sanctus's picture

It is spelled

It is spelled "butterflies"..your poor spelling stops me from enjoying your poetry

ShhJustRead's picture

and assholes like you stop me

and assholes like you stop me from enjoying life...

HIStory's picture



One ♥


coffeewithleonardcohen's picture

Don't apologize.  Just be

Don't apologize.  Just be good.

Am I trying too hard, or do you have a sneaky habit of including little nibbles of 70s and 80s song lyrics?

I love the jealous green apple and the love for the worm.  Reminds me of this:

O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.