Today I write, of nothing in particular, and of every thought I'm having. I was going to tell you that I am feeling kind of poetic today, but I wont because I want to use a word I dont think exists, and since Poetonous is the only word I want to use to describe myself today, and since it isn't even a word. I will just move on to something else.

If I was God I would create a world and call it Poetonia, and all the poetonians would live there. The snakes wouldn't be venomous, but poetonous. The sidewalks would be paves with poetry, and the music from inside the multicolored homes would always rhyme.. None of that rap from raponia would be allowed. The raponians are to vile, and wear their pants too low. They would have to have a visa to come to poetonia, and abide by a certain dress code while visiting.

The Poetonia's would be a friendly bunch, taking walks through yellow woods, and deciding which road to take. Annabelle Lee would be the national anthem, and Robert frost would be on the 5 dollar bill..

In Poetonia life would rhyme...