The Stuttering Lover
by: Matthew Green
I lu-love you very well,
Much mu-more than I can tell.
With a lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-love I cannot utter;
I kn-know just what to say
But my tongue gets in the way,
And af-fe-fe-fe-fe-fection’s bound to stutter!
I think we should make more stanzas for this one… send me your suggestions.

A Tragedyby Theophile Marzials Death!Plop.The barges down the river flop.Flop, plop.Above, beneath.From the slimy branches the grey drips drop …To the oozy waters, that lounge and flop …And my head shrieks – “Stop”And my heart shrieks – “Die”Yet I knew – I knewIf a woman is false can a friend be true?It was only a lie from the beginning to the [...]