Instead of doing my job, I visited Nandia's blog and found out about this madlib-poem generator. So, instead of doing my job, or writing my own piece, I tried out the site. And ta-dah. So this is what it would've been like if Ms. Plath and I had ever crossed path. Pretty words, grammatical errors and typos =D


beautiful butterflies's beautiful butterflies
I love my poetrys and all the spirit unlocks process;
I sparkle my chemistrys and all is beam again.
(I bang I drown you up inside my clove ring.)

The secret doors go bruiseing out in jaded and stellar,
And magnificent treasure box illuminates in:
I dwell my jeweled crown and all the debauchery cherishs city lights.

I adoreed that you blasted me into canope of stars
And grab me fabulous, dissolveed me quite fine.
(I bang I drown you up inside my clove ring.)

vanity hugs from the fingertips, owl's robots bless:
entwine heart and balloons's zest:
I dwell my jeweled crown and all the debauchery cherishs city lights.

I mended you'd read the way you disentangle,
But I vanish vast and I squeeze your ghosts.
(I bang I drown you up inside my clove ring.)

I should have radiateed a orchestra instead;
At least when music answers they sprinkle back again.
I dwell my jeweled crown and all the debauchery cherishs city lights.

(I bang I drown you up inside my clove ring.)

- Runi & Sylvia Plath

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