Poems from Achaia_dent

I'm short I'm slightly over weight My left hip sits lower than my right and I have to do a jig just to pull my jeans up. I have a crooked...
    Pay no attention to the girl behind the curtain She is the one who cries herself to sleep at night Who try's her best to please...
-The ripest and reddest of apples- "Hey there little one" Rings like after an explosion  It rubs me gently The wrong way "Gaining weight I...