I'm tired of Satan
Sending me postcards.

Columbus sailed the ocean blue,
Only to not have a clue
Where the Indians were actually at.

To breakout of the relationship mold
You bow down and pull that ring out
And say these words:
*I hope we elope

Every now and then i seem to corrode certain things
And get angry at myself non-stop
Like a performance that became a flop
I grow red and fuming
Only discreetly
Because i always expect better from myself
I like to be competitive with my past self
So i can be the person my parents and family would want me to be.

Man proposes,
Women proposes
Both proposes at the same time unexpectedly
Wait, what?
Talk about hysterical
I wonder if that's ever happened before.
Like gold that washed from a shore
Thoughts racing back and forth galore
The excitement has overtakened me
My imagination might not take any more
Get me a pen
This has got to be on paper.
I'm a poet but i'm also curious.

As much as i tease and make fun of selfie sticks
I think they're extremely useful for people way in the back.

When i'm driving
And i see a nice-looking girl
I become conflicted
No wonder accident rates are so high!
I better pay attention to the road and not her gorgeous existence next time

Baby, you're not sugar
Your middle name should be Stevia,
Three hundred times sweeter than Sugar
But i'm going to pretend like you're far more than that.

Accidentally sticking a tuner in a Barry Sax
My friend told me relax
She winked at me and stated she'd gladly take the blame
After i insisted that i would
Because i'm a Man and must admit my discrepancies
But there seems to be a unrelenting efficiency
When good luck comes your way
It took a couple of people to get it out
But atlas, we were successful.
Some stories from marching band are crazy, but that one might top the bill.
Oh, maybe it's a tie with a trombone slide flying towards the stands.
Historical events happen in such an organization like this.

National Coming Out Day
Out of the House
Out of the Box
Out of the Car
Out of the Hotel
Out of the Hospital
Out of the Closet.