Wednesday, August 6, 2008

These are poems from the past. The said thing is, they are only from 3 years ago. Clearly I've grown...


Hairy leg

What I have is a hairy leg
When I show people, they beg
me to stop
they do a jaw drop.
It makes me feel sad, bad, not so rad.
Dang I'm mad.
My friend Hannah is it's biggest fan.
She doesnt care that it's not tan
or smooth.
What do I have to prove?
Nothing.
That's right father, you can't bother
me.
Grow hair, grow hair.

3 comments:

Dani said...

um. i defnitely laughed out loud. have i told you you're one of my favorite people recently?

my favorite line(s) are
it makes me feel sad, bad, not so rad.
dang i'm mad

Mel Coyle said...

This shit is hilarious. Grow HAIR
GROW!

I really am not shaving in Ireland. I showed my family how nicely my hair was coming in and they were like AHH!!!

jordan lindvall said...

oh jenna i love you so much!

also my word verification is :ivanh:

ivanha humpalot...? anyone?