mild and tart
Last night I dreamt I was in Paris studying art.
Wulf, my old German drawing teacher, was guiding
my class around the Louvre. He took us to a secluded
room, pulled out a boombox and told us to dance so
he could tell us our true personalities. He summed
mine up in two words: mild and tart.
2 comments:
rachel, i take it you're not much of a dancer.
are you sure he wasn't saying that you are mild ant art?
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