Very Bad Poetry

It was a rather hawt night out
I thought my limbs were about to sprout
I walked down an alley , and to my surprise
There was an alligator with a mean look in hims eye
I yelled 'hey! I think your ugly!"
But I got no reply

He chased me down that dark street
and all I could hear was a cheep cheep cheep
because down there, a foot away, I saw a baby chick
I followed over to it, and gave it a lick

It tasted so good, just like pumpkin pie
and I had to eat all of him, even his eye.
That is my story, that I needed to tell,
about a baby chick with an alligators tail.

Impulse

M: You're really doing this, aren't you?

W: I don't see why not?

M: I have a few reasons as to why not!

W: You're reasons don't effect my decision, in any way.

M: So you think that moving back with your mother in Chicago will solve this? Let's just talk about this!

W: We've talked about it already, I need this space.

M: But if you love me, like I know you do, you'll stay here. With me.

W: Thats just it Ryan, I don't want to love you anymore. This is the only way I can get my mind off things here. There's just too much that's happened.

M: I will come find you, no matter what it takes, I will prove my love to you.

W: No Ryan. Don't follow me. It wont solve anything.

M: I think you're just going back for Josh, that farmboy lover of yours!

W: If I still loved him, I would have left you a long time ago. I don't cheat, or lie. Unlike some people I know.

M: Do you have to bring this up everytime we talk?

W: Its the reason I'm leaving! So the longer you try to convince me other wise, the more I'll bring it up.

M: This is just ridiculous! I was completely drunk, she took advantage of me!

W: Oh, so my BEST friend in the world would just come on to you like that? I don't buy it. I know where she stands. I know her better than I know you. Or thought I knew you. I still can't believe it.

M: Then don't. Please, try to understand. I love you.

W: If you really love my Ryan, you will leave me alone. Don't try and find me. Don't try to contact me.

M: I don't know that I can do that..

W: I told you not to follow me to the train station, It will just make things harder.

M: Please Esmeralda..

W: Here comes the train. Goodbye Ryan.