Cluttered-up Clare
Was worse for the wear
As she dragged all her likes through the air
They fluttered and tweeted
They jeered and they sneered
as they shouted behind her
“Lookie here, lookie here!”
Claire would complain to no avail
as she texted and chatted through email
“Oh how they tease me, berate me and bruise me,
but still I need their trail”
And so she walked on with her nose to the ground
and her eyes darting cross the screen she was bound
But Cluttered Up Claire was so stuck in her stare
she ne’er bothered to look around
For how could she hear
as a cute boy drew near,
walking by with no flutters or dings
If Claire could have seen,
not been glued to the screen
As he smiled and wished her good morning.
madelynne jones 