Okay, I am bummed this week and bummining it! I may or may not have a published blog with Pur, and it seems my internship is ignoring me in regards to my mascara article. I was also blown off from a phone interview, and it is my fault for being sad because I let myself get my hopes up. There are other things, too, but rather than blubber, I Will share fridge shit, which is what you came for anyways:
Univocalic poetry – constricted writing in which one vowel is used.
Stroll off to yon cold box now not tomorow, or for long lost foods do not sob. Show no sorrow!
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Aww don’t be bummed! Don’t let those losers get ya down. Prentice will shine and be FABULOUS!
Also that poetry style looks MEGA difficult to do! Good jorb!
Thanks, bestest friend! The poem was not too hard. I love constrained writing. If only I could finish that damn palindrome!!!!
Gotta say…
I always read your blog for more personal stuff than fridge poems. Call me a creeper 😉
Awwwwwwww. That was the sweetest creepy comment ever! ❤ Thanks, Buddy!