I think the poem photo's poetry might improve when the moon gets higher. There are lots of words that rhyme with moon.
By the full light of the moon,
The gold was counted by the tycoon,
But he was a greedy man and soon,
He tripped and fell all the way to the lagoon.
Well, I might be wrong about it improving.
I just want to give that photo that had a bad day at work a hug, and put my face in its clouds.
Bad Day Photo says, Thanks for the hug.
Poem Photo says, You didn't like my poem? I spent hours on that.
Aw Poem Photo, I loved your poem. It was that mean brandt guy that didn't like it, I think. I was only saying you might could improve it with a full moon, because full moons are pretty magical. They are so magical people even started calling the flashing of their naked butts a full moon - now that's magic.
Moons are white
Sometimes butts are too
A picture is worth a thousand words
But this crappy poem won't be that long for you.
I need another stair step to elongate this poem just a bit more...
Because I like how sentences make shapes on paper more than I like poetry
I hope these line up properly on your screen like they just lined up perfectly and properly on mine.
Damn it, that last word threw everything off. sigh
Looks good to me. Thanks for the full moon suggestion. It gave me an idea for a better poem:
Roses are red. Violets are blue and so are full moons.
Yeah Brandt is a dick.
– Poem Photo