My name is Skeeter,Skeeter Johnson.I live in Mississippi with my mother,Jenna,And my father,Chris.My dream is to be a author.Today I went to my Friend's house for her charity.Her name is,Maybelle.
March,17,1961,
Maybelle:Skeeter!!I'm so glad wewe made it!
Skeeter:Maybelle!I can't believe it!I haven't seen wewe in a month!
That moment I wondered what the maids were saying
Elie:I'm gonna have to kill that Maybelle!
Faith:I know how wewe feel,honey.
Elie:I never wanted this job,but I need money.
Skeeter:So girls,today I think I'm gonna try to get a job!
Joy:Oh?What kind of job do wewe want?
Skeeter:A author!
That whole meza, jedwali was quiet.
Skeeter:What?
Elise:Well we thought you'd want a...um...a...
Maybelle:A charity!!Like me!
Skeeter:Well,Not everyone can be like wewe Maybelle.
Faith:So what are wewe doing with Abilie?
Elie:Trying to get her potty trained but...Maybelle always takes her away during work.
Faith:I know...It's hard taking care of babies when the moms don't enjoy the idea.
Maybelle:Well I know,Skeeter!I just thought you'd choose something more...Creative.
Skeeter:So...Writing a book isn't "Creative"?
Maybelle:Maybe you'd like to sit down,You're drawing a crowd.
Skeeter:Well,Am I?I think I should leave,since wewe think Being An mwandishi isn't creative.Good bye.
I stood up and walked out that door and slammed it as hard as I ever could.
Elie:Oh!Finally someone is telling Maybelle off!
Maybelle:Back to work!
Faith:Yes Ma'am.
Maybelle:Not paying wewe two to sit around and do nothing!
Faith:(mumbles)Not like wewe pay us at all.
Elie:(Chuckles)Ha ha!
Maybelle:What was that Faith???
Faith:Nothing Ma'am.
Maybelle:(Walks out)
March,17,1961,
Maybelle:Skeeter!!I'm so glad wewe made it!
Skeeter:Maybelle!I can't believe it!I haven't seen wewe in a month!
That moment I wondered what the maids were saying
Elie:I'm gonna have to kill that Maybelle!
Faith:I know how wewe feel,honey.
Elie:I never wanted this job,but I need money.
Skeeter:So girls,today I think I'm gonna try to get a job!
Joy:Oh?What kind of job do wewe want?
Skeeter:A author!
That whole meza, jedwali was quiet.
Skeeter:What?
Elise:Well we thought you'd want a...um...a...
Maybelle:A charity!!Like me!
Skeeter:Well,Not everyone can be like wewe Maybelle.
Faith:So what are wewe doing with Abilie?
Elie:Trying to get her potty trained but...Maybelle always takes her away during work.
Faith:I know...It's hard taking care of babies when the moms don't enjoy the idea.
Maybelle:Well I know,Skeeter!I just thought you'd choose something more...Creative.
Skeeter:So...Writing a book isn't "Creative"?
Maybelle:Maybe you'd like to sit down,You're drawing a crowd.
Skeeter:Well,Am I?I think I should leave,since wewe think Being An mwandishi isn't creative.Good bye.
I stood up and walked out that door and slammed it as hard as I ever could.
Elie:Oh!Finally someone is telling Maybelle off!
Maybelle:Back to work!
Faith:Yes Ma'am.
Maybelle:Not paying wewe two to sit around and do nothing!
Faith:(mumbles)Not like wewe pay us at all.
Elie:(Chuckles)Ha ha!
Maybelle:What was that Faith???
Faith:Nothing Ma'am.
Maybelle:(Walks out)
I wondered if wewe could hear my moyo in your sleep,
Recognize the smell of my skin in your dreams,
Touch my lips when wewe wake up,
And whisper in my ears while I sleep.
I pondered all that as wewe fell asleep to my heartbeat,
Breathing softly on my chest with one of your hands still feeling me.
And when I wake up it was your lips,
au maybe it's all just a dream.
But when I declared "I upendo you",
I could feel your lips at my ear,
Whispering the sweet melody,
Of everything I ever wanted to hear.
Recognize the smell of my skin in your dreams,
Touch my lips when wewe wake up,
And whisper in my ears while I sleep.
I pondered all that as wewe fell asleep to my heartbeat,
Breathing softly on my chest with one of your hands still feeling me.
And when I wake up it was your lips,
au maybe it's all just a dream.
But when I declared "I upendo you",
I could feel your lips at my ear,
Whispering the sweet melody,
Of everything I ever wanted to hear.
So my uncle told me this joke and I HAD to post it:
So two blondes walk into a bar and sit at the counter. They order drinks, high five, and yell "Three months!" They finish their drinks and repeat.
The bartender is curious and asks, "What does 'three months' mean?"
One blonde explains. "You see, we bought a puzzle and it alisema on the front '3-6 years', but we finished it in three months!"
Got to be the dumbest blondes on earth!
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala.
So two blondes walk into a bar and sit at the counter. They order drinks, high five, and yell "Three months!" They finish their drinks and repeat.
The bartender is curious and asks, "What does 'three months' mean?"
One blonde explains. "You see, we bought a puzzle and it alisema on the front '3-6 years', but we finished it in three months!"
Got to be the dumbest blondes on earth!
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala.
(hello people i am zaidi happy now ok so i did another poem and it was actualy happy this time)