Looking back to where I was earlier this year and throughout my time in RPN in general, I've grown a lot. Perhaps not with literary growth, but with a new sense of mental maturity and appreciation for life.
I’ve come for my bribe of cheese,
I’d also accept yogurt if that puts you at ease
You best not give up
I want blueberries by the cup
I want to be rewarded for adding to your awesome flow
An anxious emo bisexual potato from hell that I’m glad to know
But still you offered cheese... and I have this baseball bat,
Give me cheese or I will hit you with this baseball bat.