Oh my.
Sometimes I worry about my mother. She discovered ilovepoetry.com, and now is assailing me with bad poems. The text of the e-card reads:
To: Sarah
Dear Sarah, If you ever doubt your talent, read this poem,
it will reassure you. You could never write anything this
horrible. Love,
- Mom
( read on if you dare )
To: Sarah
Dear Sarah, If you ever doubt your talent, read this poem,
it will reassure you. You could never write anything this
horrible. Love,
- Mom
( read on if you dare )