Poem: Apple Pie

[bliumchik]

The sweetest apple pie
My darling (die)
It's made with love

And lover you will find
That love is blind
Just take a slice

(Just try this coffin on for size)

And in the breath before your final cry
You'll catch the scent of apples and goodbye

(I really make the sweetest, bake
The sweetest apple pie)

Comments

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

As a survivor of 4 unit english, I agree with these sentiments.

[maggiebloome.livejournal.com]

Which ones in particular?

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

The 'write your proposal' one, mostly. Don't write it half an hour before it's due (which was, of course, exactly what I did).

[maggiebloome.livejournal.com]

A heh heh heh... yeah, the thing with that is...

Of course I know what I'm doing, it's just a matter of getting it down on paper. So. It's probably fine.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

So get it down on paper, then. :)

[maggiebloome.livejournal.com]

Er. Um. You'll never guess what happened...

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

You wrote the proposal in class on the very day it was due?

[maggiebloome.livejournal.com]

... five minutes before class, natch. It was due at nine in the morning :(