Friday, February 12, 2010

Valentine's Day poem written by one of my fourth grade girls

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
sugar is sweet,
want to make sex with me?

4 comments:

Andrés Norman Castro A. said...

10-year-olds, so tender, so inocent…(I wish you could see my eyes roll right now.)

Best regards,

Rachel Mallino said...

You have no idea what this does to my heart and head since I have an innocent little girl who will be a fourth grader next year.

I should just find a nice high balcony, now.

Mary ElizaBeth Peters said...

just referred to your blog by my friend KR, this reminds me of a poem i have hanging on my fridge, also from a student:

oh money
who does not want it?
if they don't want it,
why do they work?
oh money

Leigh Stein said...

Rachel, when pressed the girl defined "make sex" as "You know...kissing?"

Mary, I love it.