(2015)
My youngest is 18 m/o and eats EVERYTHING. No matter how much food he eats, he always has a little room for "non-edible" foods.
He’s skipping To fourth grade After the break He’s skipping Half a year
This killer cootie bug Has pulled out the rug From under our feet And it isn’t neat © From A Quarantined Poet’s
Dear God, What r we Gonna do?! Soon the #'s Will b down to 2!
PSA: I’m republican and a trump fan. I do not hate Democrats or anyone against Trump. This is just inspired from one of the arguments I saw on Twitter. So go ahead ppl! Keep having stup...
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My work days went From 4 to 3 Soon there’ll b No work 4 me © From A Poet’s 3/24/20
Hate, anger Contempt and loathing. They’re all building up, I feel like exploding. I have no release.
#covid19 Sternly & patiently Trump has war… To stay inside of our homes See the vaccines We are making to fight this
#covid19 U got the flu? We’ll pray for u. Now there’s covid-19 That’s just obscene!
https://m.facebook.com/story.php?s… About to bust you In your own games While you play With your new Dame
I am all 100 percent woman I do not need any man To complete me or make me I can do anything like u I can shoot on a range,
If ones are wonderful Twos and threes are terrible Fours are fantastic Fives are freaky Sixes go to school
Of all the men That I have known You’ve done more Than most have shown. © From A Poet’s
Streaming subscriptions R going up Paper subscriptions R going down People r stuck
Everyday life Has so much strife If you are a wife And have no life