a poem about the cute cashier at work who acts cold to everyone

"Can't sleep,Mind is racing.Very hyper, Feel like pacing.Heart pounding, In my chest.Can't find,The time for rest.Sitting here, Mind is dozy.My brain just left, My body's cozy.I can never, Get to sleep..."

"I woke up the other day and found Cyndi Lauper dear and tied up in my closet. I have no idea how or why she got there. I poked her with a stick, and she started singing 'True Colors'. Even though it's..."

"Regular gum, or sugarless? Wake up late because I want to keep sleeping. Walk to school in the cold, get there late. It's not a big deal, though, because once again we're doing nothing in class but si..."

"There must be more money, there must be more money. Look under couches, on the sidewalks, behind your ear. Maybe you can find that quarter that Uncle Bob is always able to produce. There must be more ..."

""We are losing Earth's greatest biological treasures just as we are beginning to appreciate their true value. Rainforests once covered 14% of the earth's land surface; now they cover a mere 6% and exp..."

"Six beings, Lost in somewhere. One Clerk, Left to rot there. New lives, Given to them. Just one, Will be human. Don't pick, The Holy Lady. She ain't, Worth more than a flea. Bus Driver, Gets them a..."