Paper, Sticks, and Stones

Because I'm so scattered brain that I post bits and pieces of myself in different platforms, I wanted to collate everything (or everything I can find, that is) and place them here.  This is one of those old pieces, a blast from the past from April 15, 2012.


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I sent my boyfriend an old photo and was trying to think up of a witty caption. I started with, "An elephant and a tiger danced the same song together", and ended up with this poem. I'll apologize in advance for the grammar mishaps and whatnots, for I have to sleep now and brave the Monday rush tomorrow. 


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Let's play my favorite game
You call it love, I call it names. 
So hold my hand and I will touch your nose, 
While you offer a beautiful rose. 


Let's play my favorite game
You call it love, I call it names. 
Let's date a while and then we'll see
What you can really mean to me. 


Let's play my favorite game
You call it love, I call it names. 
Stop yourself--you must not fall--
Because I will refuse to play ball. 


If you fall for me you lose the deal. 
Oh boy, you will never heal. 
You will sob bitter tears
And curse me throughout the years. 


But what's this, my heart is flickering 
The butterflies are dancing, my resolve is weakening. 
Could it be, could this be true?
Am I truly falling for you?


So let us play another game,
I call it love, you call it real. 
And so we shall hold each other to eternity and beyond
Because we have no rules, we're just in love. 

Rawr and Purrbi: Our virtual pets from an old game we used to play