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Pathetic Mess I got egg on my face, I'm a big disgrace, hear my name slandered, all over the place got stains on my shirt, from last nite's dessert, walking round with my head, in outer space went to the store, slammed my finger in the door, everyone there, laughed and pointed tripped over a stack, of crunchy Craker Jack, all contorted, like I'm double-jointed called my girl last nite, got into a fight, she slammed down the phone, said I was an ******* drank whiskey from a glass, got drunk on my *** smoked some **** in an old hash pipe then I couldn't get up, got sick and threw up, just laid there mad, I was really disgusted then the cops were there, cuffed me to a chair, you're ******* pal, cause now your busted yes I am a mess, and I must confess, my pockets are empty, got me no money need to remove this cob, find me a job, and oh yeah, a brand new honey Gomer LePoet...
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Jun 29, 2010
Jun 29, 2010 at 4:10 AM UTC
Pathetic Mess
Pathetic Mess I got egg on my face, I'm a big disgrace, hear my name slandered, all over the place got stains on my shirt, from last nite's dessert, walking round with my head, in outer space went to the store, slammed my finger in the door, everyone there, laughed and pointed tripped over a stack, of crunchy Craker Jack, all contorted, like I'm double-jointed called my girl last nite, got into a fight, she slammed down the phone, said I was an ******* drank whiskey from a glass, got drunk on my *** smoked some **** in an old hash pipe then I couldn't get up, got sick and threw up, just laid there mad, I was really disgusted then the cops were there, cuffed me to a chair, you're ******* pal, cause now your busted yes I am a mess, and I must confess, my pockets are empty, got me no money need to remove this cob, find me a job, and oh yeah, a brand new honey Gomer LePoet...
david-nelson
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Jun 29, 2010
Jun 29, 2010 at 4:10 AM UTC
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