AddictionI'm addicted to rhyming.Do they make support groups for this?I can't help but wonderIf people gather in dimly lit halls,Perch themselves on the edges of rusty folding chairsTrying to keep timid conversationWithout keeping steady tempooh but from their silky lipsthe joyous bits of rhythm slip...INTERVENTION!They would swarm and swirlBeating down with cacaphony and jumbled syllablesthese wordsthese urgesOh, but it would be lovelyTo know that someone else is sufferingLike I amSkin crawling, veins itchingFor the next dose of iambic pentameterI tried to wean myself many timesWriting twelve steps of succe
Geeks Have Hot SexI'm staring at youHoping that you'll take a lookSo come on overRead me like a comic bookI wanna be your Princess Leia slaveA pair of glassesAlways makes me such a flirtSo let me see what'sUnderneath that gamer shirtI'm really hoping that you feel the sameThis phaser's set to kill...REFMy heart is pounding And I'm biting my lipI know somethingThat I'll never forgetThey tried to hide itBut the secret has slippedThey're not too coolBut geeks have hot sexYou're super-saiyanCharging up my spirit bombYou got me goinTelling me my force is strongThat's just the kind of thingI like to hearYou're talk
~Kay
~Kay
I LOVE LOVE LOVE deviled eggs
Or maybe I'll just make some bentos of the Gaang all grown up!