My awful English teacher is requiring all of us to make a poetry book. Filled with poetry. And because I am fearless and shit, here it is. Please, if you visit it, comment here and give me some pointers. WordPress is, without a doubt, home of the best writers on the internet. So, I did some digging, and voila~ The internet says that Miss. Chaos can become a millionaire with a single elegy. Of course, my initial reaction was “HOLY FUCK SIGN ME UP.” Then I realized there was fine print. I didn’t read it, but still, fine goddamn print. All the deals look great. All the sites that accept the poetry and pay you look look authentic. But the cake is a lie. (One of my great poems!) Guys, please confirm these for me. Pleeeease confirm these. MY LIFE AS A POET IS DISAPPERATING AS I KNOW IT. Horrible. I am using A+ grammar, minus my little outbursts. Please. And I was going to rant about some other topic, but I forgot. Brain. Fart.