Poetry Drafts

Me don’t understand why they don’t like me, me no lucky of women of twenty first century. Me tried to adjust, be modern so me set up Facebook page showing best sides. Nice me photo on page. Good resemblance, me use photoshop only little. Left ear not same as right ear so me copy invert paste on face. Look better. Lips now smaller, bad week scurvy. Skin tone little better after bruises removed, bad EB week with nose fall off, pasted another ear. +Blur.

Me met one. She look nice. Say me smell and goodbye, no kissy. Me not run after she as leg limp. I bath next time and no robe.

Me met two. She nice also. Me bath with spices. We talk, she say she is a he. I say no longer. He scream when me make her she again. Kissy her goodbye. She stay in alley.

Me met three. She not nice. Say me come with plague, bring bad luck. She say no more, and stay in alley. I not stay long, she turn cold fast and no stiffy long.

Me meet four later. Maybe marry this time. Alley small, me wish luck come soon.