a thousand miles behind

Friday, November 03, 2006

walt disney resort

I zoned out during a classmate's presentation the other day - sorry, Simon - and I wrote a poem called Walt Disney Resort.


Walt Disney Resort

Win me a trip to a Walt Disney Resort on the Price is Right.
I don't care which one.
Just take me to the palm trees and buy me a pina colada.
You can have one, too.
Then we can swim all day long and get wrinkly like chicken McNuggets.
Like two chicken McNuggets in the sun.
Thank you.

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