Entries By Mrs. Mitchell
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teeth
Chattering smattering Pearls tough as sawblades Crunching through this delicous tortilla chip With salsa Chip shrapnel getting stuck in the tender places Doesn’t stop me from munching
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 12.07.2010 @ 10:46 am
cowboy
Cowboy – Cowboy Bebop – Anime – Bento – Just recieved two new Bento for my husband and myself – got my buddy into bento – she rides horses – she’s a cowgirl – single, looking for a cowboy – COWBOY
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.16.2010 @ 11:32 am
junkyard
I wish I didn’t have to use my own words when I write here. Every time a word pops up all I hear in my head are song lyrics that pertain to this word.
Junkyard, though, I’m drawing a blank with.
Junkyard – makes me think of the Barrens in the book “IT,” a place to play and a place to find trouble.
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.15.2010 @ 7:21 am
certain
I am certain that I am going mad. Certainly, certainly, lads and lasses, I am certain that I would rather go mad Mad as a homespun hatter Than to keep living this life with no purpose.
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.12.2010 @ 10:27 am
helping
Can I have a helping hand? Help me help you The days roll by swiftly Like pearls slipping off a string And we all need help keeping track of them all. I need help, I’m not ashamed to ask So please. Someone. Anyone. HELP ME. HELP.
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.11.2010 @ 10:48 am
average
The average Joe, the average schmoe Doesn’t know which way to go He hurries left, he hurries right He tries to find a little light In his life, or in the world Around his heart a band is curled Of iron, telling him that he Has so much more that he can be.
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.10.2010 @ 8:31 am
The average Joe, the average schmoe Doesn’t know which way to go He hurries left, he hurries right He tries to find a little light In his life, or in the world Around his heart a band in curled Of iron, telling him that he Has so much more that he can be.
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.10.2010 @ 8:31 am
kit
Kit kat, break your back Tick tock, watch the clock Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and SMILE SMILE SMILE Even though you’re going crazy And your life is getting hazy And you’re feeling dumb and lazy SMILE SMILE SMILE AS MADNESS CONSUMES YOUR WORLD
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.05.2010 @ 9:58 am
feud
Being from the mountains, I get a lot of jokes about the Hatfields and the McCoys. It gets old. The mountain people are not naturally violent – That feud was about money and stupidity and power.
Now I’m a teacher Teaching “Romeo and Juliet.” And my students relate it to gang violence.
Guess I’m not in the mountains anymore.
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.04.2010 @ 10:51 am
fangs
Sharp pointy bloody Squeezing into flesh and Draining out your life You weren’t using it anyway
Fangs for the memories, dah-ling As she licks her lips and smirks And wipes away your life from her chin.
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.01.2010 @ 8:19 am
sail
Sailing sailing over the grass so green I’m half crazy for this Halloween It won’t be a crazy party Just happy friends and hearty So many sweets We’ll get to eat Tonight on Hallow’s Eve!!!
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 10.29.2010 @ 12:39 pm
missed
I missed you But my aim is improving Aiming at your heart with my arrow and bow
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 10.28.2010 @ 11:43 am
siren
Singing each to each Feathers flying in rage Because what they want is unattainable Like themselves Music flying through the air like spears, like fish-hooks Come, come, come to our shore As the wind blows their song Flinging it out to sea
Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 10.28.2010 @ 6:59 am
