Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I write non-rhyming poetry
Wolf, I also agree that labels put us in a box
and it's still working its way through my system.
A-Are those wrinkles?
- What? - Never mind.
wear each other's jeans and not tell anyone.
for a scarecrow when we were picnicking.
Yoo-hoo! - Hmm? - You know, just walking
those words will just come tumbling out.
I'm sorry again, Teachio.
Glad you liked it.
There is to be no spitting, slapping or chewing gum.
with these belts, I should be able to scale
Okay, quietly, on your tiptoes. Go. Go, go, go, go.
Wolf, this has been super fun,
if I'd given in to my ridiculous desire to be liked.
they don't put this cold, dark corridor on the regular tour.
- Mmm, date? - Yes.
Okay, okay. This looks familiar.
boring adult bank paperwork stuff,
All right, hope you all enjoyed seeing the common area.
They would literally send people in here to die.
Is he delivering himself?
Uh-uh. You get out of here.
You got 20 minutes. Go, go, go.
Yeah, the permission slip said we just needed a water,
Mind your chaperones as if they were me
that it makes me sick.
to hang out with them and do something crazy,
This small-town cowboy ♪