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Emily Rene  Jul 2013
Kira
Emily Rene Jul 2013
I have a boyfriend, you should know,
even though no one knows.
I only have this boyfriend for a day,
our dates consist of FatDaySunday.
I buy her an ice cream from BurgerKing,
not McDonalds, that tastes like DING.
I'm sorry for my words of profanity,
But I'm known to drive with insanity.
Oh, no, my ice cream is out the door,
I must turn around & get some more.
Time to start thriftshopping because we're el' cheapo,
yell out the window, maybe something like "BURRITO!"
FatDaySunday always has to come to an end,
I can't wait to see my boyfriend again.
Bra-Tee Jan 2015
Ghetto conceived at night, aborted by the morning sun. The cost of living is too high! Even mother nature can't afford to raise the morning sun...

Pay-day: where is father time when you need em? Perhaps he'll come home tonight drunk again! With some leftovers from BurgerKing. Braging and singing about his brandnew Italian shoes that are now hurting his feet...

Me: Its Friday night, I decided to go out again. And seek for warmth in the dark shadows of my neighborhood. Death(gun) is my only friend. He's the only one who keeps me warm and my stomach full everytime I BANG him!
Dakota J Dawson Feb 2018
Drown and bask in the sunlight
Forward unto God
He is sinful

Made for the weak man
He is a cancer
Disgusting scorn of prudent woe

Always showing up
Like "BurgerKing"
Uninvited, not liked

Boring and yet sublime
Where does the confusion end?
Does it include a "Happy Meal"

Pop culture is tiresome
Tripping and stepping into territory
That is unknown, yet still familiar

Why can't it end?
The division and condemnation
Condensed to pitiful morality

Each case moronic
In design and fashion
Seeking an identity

Plotting to overthrow
The status quo
Implanting the negative flow

Stereo is doomed
Electronic in psychology
Dead to the depth

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