Trying my hand at POETRY!

[ialwayshadasoul]

What? Just because I'm an artist in my spare time of not killing bad things doesn't mean I can't write, right?

Of course not!

SO! My first poem.

Three by Three
by ME

Three by three, two hands held

Comments

[eyesocketparty]

♥ Very poetry-ey

Man, it's like losing a pair of friends, goobye breasts, we loved thee muchly.

[ialwayshadasoul]

I try.

I hope I get some again, that was fun.

[eyesocketparty]

They were made of awesome.

Okay, so they were actually mad of mamary glands and stuff, but they were still awesome.

[ialwayshadasoul]

The things your memory latch onto are really funny.

[hugoish]

I've never been much good at poetry, but that looks about right, I'd say.

[ialwayshadasoul]

Thanks, Hugo!

How's, where was it? Romania?

[hugoish]

Yes, Romania.

It's. Er. Good?

[ialwayshadasoul]

Cool. I've never been to Romania.

[bitsandfluids]

♥

((ooc: River can't actually type anything coherent because she's too busy laughing. XDDD))

[ialwayshadasoul]

<3 !!!

((ooc: aww, connor worked hard on that! lol))

[thedashinghero]

Brawl Defense Force? I'd be happy to help design uniforms if you need assistance~.

Captain Jack Harkness, by the way, and you are?

[ialwayshadasoul]

Yep! No that's alright, I've been working on them a while, got distracted by the disaster that gave me boobs - but I'm nearly done :)

I know who you are. I'm Connor.

[thedashinghero]

A disaster gave you boobs? Color me jealous! It's a shame I missed that one, all I got was people being handcuffed in weird places.

Pleasure to meet you, Connor! You're Angel's son, aren't you?