When she looked at him
It was with a hunger
With eyes wide and wanting
She stared at him
With the kind of look
You get
From forgetting your breakfast
On a really busy day
When you don’t have time for lunch
And also didn’t have dinner
The night before
This may be the worst poem you’ve ever writting
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Written. She’s still writing. I hope we get more of these.
Great choice btw. I hate it when hunger is used this way. Ok we heard it a million times. Don’t you have anything else…equally bad, right?
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Yes, it was a typo that I didn’t catch.
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No kidding’?
Auto correct can go straight to he’ll.
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Unfortunately no auto-correct on the ole laptop…that and not paying attention before hitting “send”.
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That was supposed to be a joke.
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Doh! Missed it completely.
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😊
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