This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Oxford Emory chapter.
Gullible, bright orange and yellow, like the bright rays of sunlight,
Sounds like laughter from comedy shows,
Sweet like millions of cupcakes eaten by one person,
Smells like the scales I got tricked to eat on a raw sticky fish,
Looks like bunny ears on everybody in the room,
Feels like strong tears in your eyes from laughing too hard,
Moves so rapidly like a blink of an eye.