Cari Said There Were No Rules.

 

And that was all I needed to hear!

I'm linking up with Clan Donaldson one day late for Theme Thursday.

The theme is "Secret", and I took that literally.

I now present to you: a Poetic Work titled "The Secret".

 

                        
                                                          

                                                                        The Secret
I live a secret life
shoved inside a drawer
I'd really rather hide in there
then do what I'm here for

When I was in the factory
my eyes were full of stars
but now I know why I was made
 I'm permanently scarred

Whenever the drawer opens
I want to run and hide
regrettably, I have no legs
so I just sweat and cry

Yes that's quite ironic
 Alannis Morissette
the crappiest of ironies
that I've encountered yet

Please, lady, get that surgery
where they stop your sweat glands
or go with a different deoderant
I'm recommending Ban

I wish you had a dog
that would devour me
I wish you had hamster
who'd gnaw me with his teeth

I hope one of the kids finds me
and throws me in the trash
I hope you develop an allergy
and I give you a rash

"Strong enough for a man, but made for a woman"
we both know that's bullshit
y'all got some crazy hormones
somebody had to say it

So now please close the drawer
and let me be in peace
just let me live my Secret life
and dream of allergies