:p

I am writing another poem.

Again.

This is demonstrated by the another...

But whatever...

(As you can see from my excessive paragraphs, I am bored and tired and yet I'm trying to stay up, for some predetermined reason that my senile little sub-concious cooked up.)

I posted slowly…

I posted quickly.

I do not feel rewarded by it.

I am listening to Rihanna.

I don't really like her.

I seem to have forsaken pronunciation.

Any self-respecting author would lament over my cadence.

I am not sure what's going on.

My ears ache.

I am sitll posting.

-_-

Okay… O_o

Yeah... :D I have posted my daily poem, so I feel kind of better now. :D

My daily poem failed epikally even by my dailyalmostatmidnightahimpanicking standards…

I bet it didn't! For some reason, my exhaustion resulted in a passable poem... I wonder why...

It did. :P

Did what? My poem? Or YOUR poem? Because no, your poem DID NOT FAIL. I can already tell. :D:D:D SO POST IT!!!!!!! :D

I meant that my poem failed. :P AND I BET YOURS IS EPIK! :P Why do I keep typing things to IB…?