(This is not a conventional poem or anything like...
I'm staring at you...

*I'm sorry, but I have to say this before any one...
Hey, where's Mario...

*I thought of this while I was vacuuming my room...
(DO NOT EXPECT THIS TO RHYME!! IT'S NOT SUPPOSED...

I am standing on the railing of the bridge,
looking over the water and the ridge...

A Woman sits within her parked car,
Staring at a picture of her son in the ER...

Based on a true story.
Once upon a time...

Fly, fly, fly, way up into the sky,
Flying through the fluffiest cloud...