can you actually write a poem about?

can you write a poem about me? I will give you 10 points if you come close to describing my personality, face likes...anything I am able to do (hobbies) ....okay I will be waiting for you...So far, all of you are SO great in the UK...it's going to be hard..I LOVE those poems...you are all very charming

I would if I could but I can't.In essence, that is quite poetic and meaningful.

>.<" u do realize ur asking a lot from me!

io sono italiano, vivo in Italia

If I knew more about you.

you are cutei bet you played a flute if not well i'd say you are hotsomething about your eyes something about yahoo guysbrought you over hereto meet someone like me dearso whatcha think of this poethope you get back if you know it

Pretty Girl Pretty girl, who is to blameFrightened girl, they don’t know her nameSaddened girl, who cries at nightDistant girl, who’s out of sightPsycho girl, with scars on her wristsFairytale girl, who don’t existSilent girl, without a nameIgnored girl, who’s filled with shameFaking girl, with plastic smilesFreakish girl, from a thousand milesEmotionless girl, cant feel much painDarkened girl, who brings the rainCrying girl, tears start to floodPsychotic girl, who drains her bloodHated girl, who no one loves Such a weak girl, who’s no longer thoughAngry girl, there is no cureHappy girl, she is no moreHidden girl, she covers her scarsPrisoned girl, lived behind her life’s barsCrazy girl, who bleeds so muchLonely girl, who’s out of touchStupid girl, who no one likesBeaten girl, who always fightsPretty girl, don’t give up nowSuicide girl, there’s someway, somehowScared girl, don’t be afraidDistant girl, don’t go awayMorbid girl, don’t die tonightWorried girl, it'll be alrightStoner girl, tonight she'll smoke her sorrowAlcoholic girl, she'll drink tomorrowFurious girl, who has no more faithDepressed girl, who cries and achesFallen girl, with broken wingsDisturbed girl, fell off the swingPretty girl, you are my friendAching girl, just try to mendUgly girl, not like beforeBeautiful girl, she is no morePretty girl, who made her life endPretty girl...no...not again...

there once was a girl called laurawho got slapped and it dented her aurashe kicked him right backin his tiny ball sackhe wont see his nuts till tomorra

There is this girl, Laura is her nameHer beautiful eyes put most to shameShe is somewhat crazy, but very funAnd her family and her life are both number oneShe likes to listen to music and hang with her peepsand then go home and get some sleeps...LOL

well, i don`t know you so yeah. i can write a poem about me though!

dont know anything about you so thought i'd write something to make you smilein a world of sausage dogsand cotton bud skiesbright pink grassand bumble fliesjumping fishand long necked catsdogs in coats and bowler hatscars that flyand planes that float(you would'nt believe)what you do with a boatbirds that swim beneath the seawhales caught oftenclimbing a treethen theres the people who own a horsebut the horse saddles them(of coarse)in a world of sausage dogsand cotton bud skiesits a dream of coarseare you not supprised copywright Stewart Rhodes (me)