Poetry Corner
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You do not understand
What I'm saying, my friend
Little frogs will pretend
Feel the turtles expand
Though their shells never bend
When the robins demand
More than ferrets intend
Won't you please understand
What I'm saying, my friend?
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Written Last July:
It's hot and I'm going to complain
'Cause this heat is so friggin' insane
While I'm surfing the net
You can tell I'm upset
The last line of this poem doesn't rhyme
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I write a lot of worthless crap
When all my energy is sapped
I'll write some more
But not before
I have a 14-hour nap
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8 comments:
I hope the cold weather gets there soon...
Your ticker says you only have six more days... hang on just a little longer.
You will survive the summer.
Mr. Fab: Good news! It's here!
Marilyn: It's here! That was an old poem! See? I said I wrote it a few months ago. It's not as hot now! It's cooler!
Travis: I know! I know! I did!
I don't understand
what you're saying
my friend
you play in a band
instead of just praying
for it all to end
Morgen: Oh, believe me, there are plenty of times when I want it all to end.
That was fun.
Stacy: Good! :)
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