****, this coffee's really sour I've been drinking it for half an hour Wanna hear a poem Wanna hear a poem Wanna hear a poem about a cauliflower
[Cauliflower's foolish It doesn't fit the theme I'm sick of all your nonsense I'm tired of your memes]
Woman selling knickknacks I'm not eating tic-tacsβ’ Your words were put in brackets Check out my rhyming tactics
I see that you're not one for fun Your a cloudy day, I'm the shining sun My absurdity Is the key To happy for eternity
[You're clearly deeply broken And only you can cure Your fundamental problems But really I'm not sure
The only one who conquers Is one who really tries So stop with the gorillas Since everything will die]
Maybe you don't understand My foolishness goes hand in hand With making things that are the best Like giant squids and turnip fests
Order, chaos, streets and bogs Them, White, Color, Talking Frog Odd on top but clear below From ash and fire life will grow
Then again I see it's true I am right and so are you Maybe we both have a claim In this crazy poet game
[x_x Okay]
That didn't rhyme!
[It doesn't have to]
I love you
[Mmm hmm]
I know I said "soon", uh, nearly two months ago. Nothing really moved me to write a poem until today. This came from a conversation with my cool bud, Ashr, whose poems you should check out, even if they aren't Fun Poems for Cool People. I'd written the first stanza and sent it to her and she put her own spin on it in order to show me how to improve it. This led to a bit of a debate about what makes a good poem. I ended up keeping my version of the first stanza but extended the poem to give it more depth.
In a way this poem is representative of the conclusion I came to in the last rhyming stanza. It is foolish, but it's substantial foolishness that doesn't exist for its own sake. She ended up liking it when it was done. I hope you do too!