coolest title eva!


Boy Recycling Machines

It's as if the things I know
have all been fake.
He's with her, no wait.
We're in 8th grade for god's sake!

These girls seem like
boy recycling machines.
One after another
they go through them like jeans.

Pick up one as
you dump the other.
Go out with them
to get another.

What's wrong with these people
they can't seem to wait.
Sit down, take a breather
leave it all up to fate.



Poetry by Mary
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Written on 2006-05-30 at 20:16

Tags Middle  School  Girls 

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nausheen
very true!!!!!!
2006-07-09


Andy
^_^ Nice! Never grow old though. No fun just feeling old (WHY DO I FEEL OLD!!?)
2006-06-04


PoeticProcrastination
Hahaha, I love the title too! And the poem simply ROCKS!! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
2006-05-31


IronicBanana
I love this!!!! It's so true!!!! Well, not for us... but anyway, the rhyming turned out awesome too!!!!! I LOOOOOOOVE IT!!!! Can you say bookmarked?!
2006-05-31


Teala
haha, I remember those times...it seems so funny once you get a bit older..
2006-05-30