(Cough), A Poem...
I'm not Ted
I write this in class,
it feels like my doom,
it's grounded my ass,
left me stuck in this room.
I need Adderall,
this fact it rings true,
run down the hall,
I haven't a clue.
A girl next to me,
she loves unicorns,
she's lost out at sea,
her love so forlorn.
Her blanket so red,
Her eyes are so green,
loves guys named Ted,
damn I'm not Ted.
You're Welcome
Eric Cougar
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