My friend Heather came to visit Paris last week after having moved away a few months ago. It makes me sad how often you can meet amazing, cool people over here, only to have them have to leave a few months later. Such was the case with Heather.
Sigh.
To demonstrate how cool she is, I provide you with this little poem she sent me the other day. Note that Heather also managed to bring me some advance Halloween candy from the States (which has since also since managed to disappear...), which goes along nicely with the poem's theme.
Anyway, here it is:
Inside me,
there's a thin woman
crying to get out...
But I can usually shut the
bitch up with cookies.
Mwah ha ha.