Making Up, My Way
Yesterday we fought
Over bills and computer time
And who is going to do laundry
Still today we kiss
Because everything else is trival
But I still want my computer time
And you need to pay the rent
And pick up your underwear
Jennifer is not here
She’s in Xanga
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– me, 02.11.01
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Very cool! I like this poem a lot! I can see all you’re describing.