Milk Toast Post

Dude I have been seriously lacking in the postage area this week! SERIOUSLY! Today I'm going to a purse party...which I guess is just like a Tupperware party but for purses- Last night after school got out, I mean the library closed at 5, we had a couple beers at the union! Very fun, although there was this weird performer, like a beat poet or something. He kept like reading poetry over these congas and a upright bass--but the poetry was like...SOO BAD!!!!
OOOoohh Good idea!! I'll write some:

(The congas start a slow random repeating pattern--quarter note then two eighth notes. The bass jumps in with a steady slow strum between G and C)

so I was was walking....down the street
and I imagined that I saw a four headed cat
he was short and fat and running with an
ice cream cone in his
paw
when along came a police officer
who asked for his bus pass
then thank god the heads merged
into one
and he handed me a $20 bill
and I screamed
I LOVE Madison in the spring time

Sincerely,
Ms. Non-Sequitur

PS You can write your own beat poetry if you want! Directions: Just start writing an type whatever comes to your head....I'll see your poems in the comments!