I’m going through some of my chicken scratch that I’ve collected in my book of scribbles and came across some poetry. No relevance to anything really, I just liked it.
Kateri wraps in tight
Holds with might
She’s just fine don’t
mind the sight
Kateri’s got her quill
it’s her thrill
hematic pill
grisly thrill
benevolent malignity
persecuted generosity
masochistic clemency
sentimental agony
Kateri’s got her quill
it’s her thrill
push in tight
it has to be real