I was meant to tell you Claire was awesome in this, apparently. Didn't fit with the poem though...
Dude, I’ve won a fanpoppy!
I’ve broken out into spontaneous poetry!
I don’t know quite what to do now,
I l’amour it, and don’t want to seem a cow,
Eternally grateful to those who voted
And the judges, wonderfully devoted
The night has been a blast
Near a week, did it last?
No noticeable disasters,
No need for any plasters.
What is this British slang?!
Always hits me with a twang.
If I were normal, I wouldn’t care
My American roots, just to share
Plasters just sounds so posh and drawn out
Said par people who like to pout
A terrible word, if I say so myself
I’ll put it in a book, put it on my haut, retour au début shelf....
continue reading...
