for whome it may concurn
i feel empty
my heart is like an urn
with no ashes
when will i feel the burn
of love again
tomorrow the gosts come out
when they return to the grave
shall i go with them
would anyone miss me now that love has left me
Archive for October, 2008
poopy poopy poopy
i have written poetry in the past days. it is the only way i know to release my sorrow and anguish.
fly home, bird.
fly home, bird.
here you will not be heard.
for my girlfriend baguette is mean
and she is vicious
and she is a liar
and she is evil.
twinkling moonlight
twinkling moonlight oh so bright
when you gaze upon me i feel fright
knowing that one day i shall die
and perhaps die alone
with no one but myself in a cold stone grave.
in the throes of woe
love is like a rose,
it makes one blush with excitement
it makes one’s blood rush
it makes one write prose
and if one is unlucky, it makes one cry
what is life without love
it is peace without a dove
it is dying in an empty cove
when the tide has rushed in
no more is one therein.
yaksheemoef1
yakshemove is a hello from a movie that i saw at baguette’s frends house. bagette is very trendy and has many frends. but i did not noe she had so many until i went to the party with her.
the movie is called borat and it is about a man named borat and i dont really understand but it is funny because evyernoe at the party was laffing so i laffed too. i didn’t want to make bagit embareassed.
bagit never told me about her frends. they are a littul strange but they are her frends so i am okay. baguette’s freinds have tube thingies with smoke floteing up and i cauffed and they gave me sumthing to drink but it was bad tasting.
then suddenly la poo poo flew into the house of the freind of bagett and carreed me a way. it was lik i was lois land nd he was superman. tee hee. i like that showe.
and also the frends of bagette were not speeking always in english. they had lots of spittul though. grapes got really mad and she kept hitting her head and told me i shuldnt talk to baguette evar agin. i am sad i dont even feel like trikc or treeting. i was going to go with bagette and we were going to share the biggest chocolit bar.
i was getting better so grapes let me go to the frend of baguete’s house but now i cauff even more now so i am back in bed with lots of water and ginger tea. grapes’s dad made me ginger tea and told me to drenk it but it was not very good.
sometimes i wonder if life is worth living. what’s the point if the one you love is no good for you/ love is all that drives mankind. it’s our life, our soul. we live for love. oh, woe is he who is unloved. i feel so alone, soaiwkae\
Hello, La Poo Poo interference once again. He’s passed out, thank the Lord. I thought that smack might have been too much, but it looks like it was just right. Ernest had a bad run-in with the world yesterday, and Grapes will never stop berating herself for her folly. Oh, young love is so foolish. I loved, once…but that is not relevant. It seems that Baguette had a few secrets up her French crust that she had kept hidden. I know now that she was after my underwear modeling fortune and Ernest was the most innocent means to get to it. Grapes is here so I’ll be brief. She must be a foreign agent or something. Fortune cannot have been all that drove her.
Grapes. La Poo Poo is exaggerating. His job has made him very paranoid, but thank God for the paranoia because it was all that saved Ernest from his death at that horrid party.
My…I just read Ernest’s deep thoughts and I have never seen him that way before. Perfect spelling? Perhaps he needs to be depressed more. Just kidding. I’m very concerned. I should never have let him go out with Baguette while in the throes of Down Syndrome. They will never see each other again. Maybe a cupcake will cheer him up.
I can’t believe Ernest watched “Borat”.
eech leebuh deek1
eech leebuh deek1 it is goodnight in dutch
yes, i noew it is not gnight thime here ghaha i am not stopid. but it culd be, because i have to sleep now in a dark rom and win bed all the time becuase i am sick.
i dont cauff as much but i sneeze a lot. grapes is scared that i will sneeze a holet rhough my nonexistent noes.
all the away down to my tose11111
helo1
it has been long tie since i blogged so i am so happy now to blug. i yam still sick but grapes sais that i will be better soon. la poo poo is so nice and stays home still but netx toesday he has to go backt o his covert operashun becuase then the bad man with mushtachs will notices that he is missing. then i asked if all peeple with mustatches ar bad. because i has two mustcaeshe. l appoo poo said no, and plus i guess i only have one mustaaceh.
la poo poo said i have down syndrome and it is very serius. but at least not so serius that i am bad aneough to blog. yay. now grapes looke d online and la poo poo pulled some reesoarses to find out how to ucre me. now ihave to eat smashed grapefruti every dya. it is gorss but la poo poo always gives me a cupcake after. so it is okay.
i am up1
good morning1 i was crying and la poo poo woke me up form a horribul nitemare wher a bunny was chaisig me all around a carrot patch and i hate carrots but the bunny was cute but when i tried to pet it it turned into a caroot two.
i am still sick and la poo poo says i have down sindrome but i think i am so happy how can i be down/
grapes said the doctor said its just a fever but were not sure. i am reading corduroy all day now and sleeping and eating baby food wich grapes said i should hav been eating a long time ago but i skipped that fase becuz i loved yogurt so much. yogurt is the food for old peeple, babies, nd astronauts, sed la poo poo. grapes also plays meeka for me to make me happy so i cannot be down for down syndrome.
maybee i wil get bettur but for now la poo poo stays with me and sumtimes he sneeks me a peese of a cupcake. la poo poo is the best bt he said shh grapes cannot noe. i think it is going to be a surprize for her1
intrusion from grapes
Hey everybody, I’m just updating for Ernest because he’s kinda stuck in bed sick. And to shamelessly advertise my new website which will be the center for everything I do on the Internet (almost). And umm, it has all the blogs, including this one, along with the Sushmita fanfiction. Eventually there will be other things. Say hi in the guestbook or forum!
hilo1
hilo1 yesturday i feeled kinda warma nd fuzzy mor than yousual. then grapes took my tempurichur with the thurmomitur. she stuck it up my butt the old fashioned way. then she told me to clench, so i did. it felt funy. then wen grapes looked at the thing she gasped and sed oh my —. grapes said something bad becuz we are not sposed to say god’s name in vayn.
but she sed i am sic but she let me blog so i am a little better. yay. mabee i will be in my bed for some das bt la poo poo wil stay with me. bt hes not allowed to gvie me cupcakes so i dont noe.
