I got bitten by a stapler
I think it was radioactive
‘cuz now I’m great at filing
And slightly more attractive
Watch me change the printer toner
In the blinking of an eye!
Evil paperclips will quake
When they hear of “Office Guy”!
'Every contact leaves a trace'
broken, scarred, filled with gold
Writer - Poet - Human
Probably the best blog called 'The Bryntin Project' you'll read today
Author, Poet and lover of life
An original spoken-word performance
Welcome to my world.
It's OK, you're allowed to be funny
I'm a box of glitter hidden inside the darkest cave of this world
The poetic ramblings of a cat lady
Sharing my thoughts, poems, travel & art
This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees
Poems From The Pirate In My Soul
"She lives the poetry she cannot write" - Wilde
Poetry, stories and knitting
Poetry, Food, Exercise, Mind stuff
Stuff from in my head