Tuesday, 27 July 2010

SONNET XXXI - SILLY GIRL

So maybe you're a little scatter-brained,
flitting through life just like a butterfly.
Your pretty little thoughts go unrestrained?
It's criminal as rainbows in the sky.
So what if you procrastinate sometimes,
and suns go down when you've got nothing done.
I can name ten million more worse crimes
than spending precious life just having fun.
And maybe you are sometimes immature
How that's so bad's mysterious to me.
If silliness is sin, I'm fucked for sure.
Life's way too short to take it seriously.
   I know you disagree, but all of these
   are things I see as your best qualities.

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