You are a good girl and should submit this poem to Junior Scholastic Magazine.

How can a friend be un-bias (unbiased)? Do you mean to call her a witch?

I wish to thank you for causing me to think about this. Please see my recent post.

oooh sexy

You're kidding. Of course, you're kidding. Are you kidding? If you're not kidding, pray tell us why.

The first three lines introduce a worthy theme, something I wanted to see evolve. But the rest is only music, I'm afraid, good rhythm and rhyme. I enjoy music, but far more when it carries something.

This poem has the case of the blue balls. Tell me more. "bra closure" - how sexy...

A poem that passes judgement on itself is a novelty, if not a very good one.

Interesting, 'snaps' seems wrong somehow. Do try and cheer up.

You and your date had more respect than your friend and her boyfriend.

If you lose the last line, it does paint a picture. My roomate's ex girlfriend tried to come on to me during a ski trip in West Virginia. She slept in my hotel room on the other bed. My cell phone has more recent outgoing calls than incoming. My buddy list is filled with people I do not know.

It rhymes, huh?

I gave you 7 because of the last line, which I take as mockery. Otherwise 5.

I wonder why nobody ever commented on this.

This is ok. So you like Peter Pan. That's cool because not alot of people I know like him. So that's great.

I actually found this quite interesting and poetic although I have to wonder just exactly where it is supposed to be. I will read it again.

I didn't actually mean to delete the comment about communication from Richa, but to reply to it. Yes the poet does have a responsibility to communicate, but that does not mean dumbing everything down to the lowest level, sometimes you have to accept that some readers will not be able to see yet because seeing in this case is dependant on what is already in the reader's mind.

I was once told it was all to do with Dairy farmers, who work 365, although I never really made sense of the reasoning and I agree with Dovina, we would be better off leaving it as it is. Of course to confuse things they also do it in Greece, where there are no real northen climes, or at least not ones that aren't south of the southern climes of the UK and no English style dairy farms.

Of course the poet has a responsibility to communicate, something that is adequately exemplified in this piece.

I think it needs a little more work before it can be called truly poetic.