Today, Angela and I went to the beach. The water was absolutely freezing, but we had fun anyways. It was high tide and the waves were amazing. The sunset was beautiful and was full of soft colors and poetic inspiration.
Angela's thought: "Sorry....those waves kind of, um, destroyed my brain. *pauses for a while* THAT WAS TOTALLY WICKED! Remember, from the Incredibles? Are you just typing everything I say? So much for freedom of speech. Emily is sexy. *claps* Yeah, I'm done."
The poem I conjured up at the beach today was when Angela lost a flip flop in the rocks and finally found it after 20 minutes of relentless searching.
Even though I was being pushed out to sea
I emerged triumphantly
To accompany Angela in the vicinity
She was depriving of vacancy
Thanks for reading, and have a lovely night.
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