i just met a ******* the floor of a stall when i opened the door. she cried, "he's a punk!" then threw up, clearly drunk. ... i don't have to go anymore.
They said you can't do that with a cat— The world's not ready for that! And at first they jeered, but then they cheered, 'cuz my cat is the fanciest hat.
There once was a spirit-filled pastor Who fasted like Jesus, his master: For forty days lasted A fast that he fasted While wanting the fast to go faster.
There was an Old Man of Japan Whose lim-er-icks never would scan; When they said, "What the fu?" he replied, "They're haiku!" That Irish Old Man of Japan.
There lives this one guy in Kuopio who is just a little bit dope, yo his jokes are appalling and yet he's enthralling he's goofy, yet somehow I cope, though <3
This poem is also appalling. There's a reason my poetry doesn't rhyme. :P
I hope it works out for you. I hope your desires come through. As I'm lying in bed, The thoughts run through my head. I guess thinking is all I can do.
