1000 monkeys in a room
or rather 7 monkeys on a blog and
given long enough we were unable
to write, or even copy shakespeare
but dare i say we made great inroads
words are spilled these pages
you’ll have doubtful ever seen
in a finer journal
rhymes were composed and thoughts
spit out so few of us will ever share
with our mothers
and so it seemed fit as much as there was
and given from whence it came
the sieve and the sand
buttloads of poetry
(p.s. we published our third book – buttloads of poetry for less than $6.00. take home the brilliance)
the sieve and the sand 
I’m gonna push this harder than drugs.
*airhump*
harder than an elevator button
The part about not sharing our thoughts with our mothers is very true. I know my mom would like to know about our site, but I still haven’t told her. I could increase our books sales if I did tell her though…
indeed the dilemma we’re all faced with