today was a ok ok type day i mean nothing so special just d saMe monotonous hectic routine of my life and...was just like a bookworm today i really missed someone...but that person really doesnot care....
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REALY WHO CARES THE ONE WHO HAS TO THINK IS VERY BUSY GREAT |
let me tell u a poem ..
MY HEAD IS A MUDDLE
MY HEAD IS A MUDDLE
it's full of odd things
of spaces and earthworm
of rabbits and kings
of dog-poo and planets
of birds with no wings
of parrots and arrows
of sirens that ring
of girls with big biceps
and boys who like bling
of people who vanish
of magical rings.
and how did they get there?
how came this to pass?
did i see it on tv?
did i learn it in class?
the answer is that
they got there through my tummy
for i am a bookworm
and
i think books are yummy.....
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