Who Ate My Chips?

Someone left a bowl of corn chips on the table and the cat ate them.

New Poem

I have a new poem that I cannot remember. Did not write it down.

Baby Bat

This baby bat looks more afraid of me than I am afraid of him.

The Perfect Unicorn Poem

Darion will tell you all: a unicorn poem needs a rainbow.

Note: this poem won't make any sense to anyone who wasn't in E205 all year.  If you were there, it's hilarious...trust me.