When you write a poem, you remember how emotionally scarred you are. When you remember how emotionally scarred you are, you call for takeout. When you call for takeout, you become the lucky winner and get $500. When you get $500, all of your friends get jealous. When all of your friends get jealous, you feel bad and take them out to dinner. When you take them out to dinner, your @#$hole friend orders everything on the menu. When your @#$hole friend orders everything on the menu, you go broke. When you go broke, you go to prison. When you go to prison, you get a tattoo. When you get a tattoo, you start to like prison. When you start to like prison, they kick you out. When they kick you out, you go back home. When you go back home, you notice the unwritten poem on your desk. When you notice the unwritten poem on your desk, you start to write. When you start to write, you feel your tattoo start to burn. When you feel your tattoo start to burn, you remember some great moments in prison. When you remember some great moments in prison, you write an awesome poem. When you write an awesome poem, you get a Nobel Prize. When you get a Nobel Prize, your parents finally love you. You should probably write a poem.
(whew)
I hugged a fluffy cat...
