Today, a student honed their parts-of-speech skills with a wacky mad lib. I thought it was particularly funny.
I lay awake all hour thinking of you, your yellow smile, and our dog in the Walmart. Surprisingly, I recall our meeting, how my heart pooped with tissues when I first saw you. How ugly you looked in those silver marbles and those two beautiful shoes on your ears!
I cherished every moment we were together and was smelly when our date came to a close. I can’t say how gently I regret spilling lava on your nose; you were fantastic about it, however, for which I am grateful. You are so beautiful when you’re fantastic.
You’re weird most other times. Your eyes are like deep pools of mercury, warmed in the moonlight. Your cheeks are as rosy as ants. Your lips are like succulent tacos. Your hair is pink like a cat on a summer’s day.
I can’t wait to squish with you again. Write soon.
My favorite line serious line: Your eyes are like deep pools of mercury.
Favorite funny line: Your lips are like succulent tacos.
Confession: I let them use the word poop once. Just once.