Hey guys. I decided to have a crack at doing my own poetry corner, like the one by St Fang of Boredom. Before I start, this isn't the story I wrote about on my profile, that one's still being written.

But trust me, my poetry corner will probably suck.

I am inexplicably cold

Even though it is spring

I may be sick( or so i've been told)

Maybe i should give my mom a ring?

As i'm typing this on an ipod

You'll have to excuse any mistake,

The flock is behaving, thank god

Maybe i should take a break?

I'm getting another doona

Since me being sick is kind of a biggie

I hope i get better sooner

Next time i'll leave the cooking to Iggy

Ok so thats all i have for now. And yes, i did probably give myself food poisoning with my terrible cooking, but it wasn't my falt! Iggy was out with Gazzy doing god knows what, and i was desparate!

Here is another one. I made it up making breakfast this morning. Don't worry, i wasn't actually cooking breakfast (not after the incident described above, anyway) i was just spreading nutella on some bread. Anyway, this one is about Pokemon, so if you don't know anything about pokemon, you will probably have no idea what i'm on about here

Round and round the Lum-berry bush

The Mankey chased the Buizel

The Mankey stopped to pull up his socks,

POP goes the Buizel.

Ok so that was just an edited version of pop goes the weasel, but oh well.

Fang: I thought you said you were typing the first one on an ipod? But some of it is in bold, which you cant do on an ipod?

Me: I was, but I just uploaded it to the laptop just now. I changed that stuff, but I didn't bother fixing the spelling, grammer ect because then I would have had to think of a new line.

Fang: I still can't beleave you ate food that was cooked by you.

Me: like I already said Iggy was gone, and I was starving!

Fang why didn't you just eat he chips or Pocky or something?

Me: coz you ATE all my Pocky, remember? You ate my Hershey's and my Ben & Jerry's too.

Fang: I thought it was mine!

Me: ugh whatever! Look it's in the past now and there's nothing we can do about it now, unless someone develops a time-travel power, so just forget about it, ok?

Fang: fine.

Me: good. Now hush so I can post this.