The Butter is safe! I repeat: The Butter was yumm- oh wait...

This is my first attempt at fiddling with the schedule feature of this blog, so if I fail miserably, I tried :P

I just wanna talk about a few comics, so here it goes. I may have already mentioned this before, but this comic about mangos and dangos and rhyming fun was really amusing; thanks to my good friend, [insert best friend's name here], for showing me that comic. There was another coming that reminded me of psychology, and that comic could be found here or here, so go check it out (it's the same link)! Poor doggy <3 Yet another one was this one about...well, you'll see.

Speaking of misleading, I'll just compose a short poem to try and mislead you.


Cutting Pink


The sharp blade makes a dangerous sound
as it glides along the fibers,
and cuts through the dead flesh.

The pink matter that was once living,
inorganic now in the hands
of unmerciful beings, slicing it to ribbons.

A teenage girl commands the blade,
driving the cold steel,
commanding with an iron fist.

To hesitate means there will be no clean cut,
and a jagged wound that leaves both halves uneven;
the dead matter slightly unbalanced

She stacks the parts,
dismembered pieces,
all neatly in a stack.

Patience is rewarded;
most of the papers are even.
She carries a stack of half sheets of pink paper to class.

-By The Onion Cat

What think? Was it misleading?

I guess I was just tryin' to be funny, but I should have learned from Clown College,
The Onion Cat