Friday, 24 October 2008

Countdown to Barack: 12 Days

I am hung over today. Last night was the farewell CosmoGirl party and we all got wasted at a joint with a mechanical bull. I did not ride it — my work persona does not do such things — but our editor in chief did. It was fun, sad, and bittersweet. It's the last day today, and the office is full of tears. I am actually going to miss seeing these people everyday. So anyway, I will leave you with a poem that Barack Obama wrote the year that I was born. Funny I came across it today after I posted my cute monkey pic.

P.S. I love this shot. It is right after he found out that he secured the Democratic nomination. That look is priceless.


Under water grottos, caverns

Filled with apes

That eat figs.

Stepping on the figs

That the apes

Eat, they crunch.

The apes howl, bare

Their fangs, dance,

Tumble in the

Rushing water,

Musty, wet pelts

Glistening in the blue.

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