#spongebob
Things- Pings
Minnie mouse- swings,
on a big trapeze, she's hanging by her feet
the crowd buzzes like bee's
cheering as she swings
Mickey mouse, scared she might fall
stands strong and tall
at the bottom, waiting to catch her like Popeye
he eats a can of spinach, he looks up at the sky
looking Minnie in the eye
she winks and giggles
she swings and twirls a littles
pumpkin spice and everything nice
Minnie is that
Mickey is a mouse and he lives in an illegal Mickey mouse club house;
Pluto is the bouncer and he has his regulars-
Dora the explorer explored too much-
Sofia the first isn't the first anymore, she has a brother-
Sponge Bob Squarepants isn't square, he's rectangle;
Patrick star is actually really smart
and this poem is really good, thought out and has depth like no other-
believe it
because I don't -
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 12:10 AM UTC
Even when I feel I trust
I don’t
Even when I feel I should
I won’t
Even if I wish I could
I can’t
She’s the same as me
I think
This distance between us can
I shrink
Or are we worlds apart inside
I’m ready
None can run and none can hide when
Worlds collide
Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 2:38 PM UTC
I absorbed,
Blotted misery,
Lapped with eyes,
Soaked-up transgressions,
Mopped-up history,
Was steeped in trials,
Ingested triumphs,
And truly assimilated.
But the ground is saturated,
My prints fill
With the brine
Squeezed out.
I am the salt on the earth,
Parched and cracked.
You preferred candyfloss;
I dripped the last drop.
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 8:20 AM UTC
How many ties are there
exactly and when does
the schism occur?
At some point, a
stance is taken and
a yell is given
“Look at it! Look at it!
I want all of you
to look at it!”
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 10:21 AM UTC
**** you, and **** off. **** me? ohhh you wanna say **** you to me? Well here's a middle finger for you found this **** in my pocket, got it half price at target that is why I bought it. Who knew it would come in handy.
Our relationship is like a deviated septum because one side is always getting more than the other and if you didn't realize, you're the deviated side because no matter how hard I ******* try to give you the oxygen your heart desires, you can't open up to it. You sit and block almost all of yourself off to the world and even off to me and I've only known parts of you. A small wind casting through an open field, this is how I feel. I am the tumbleweed in every boring movie scene, gliding by just so someone will notice me, but essential to essence nonetheless. So **** me right? Well frankly, I'm tired of all this ******* because none of it consists of love making, because I don't actually know how to make love but I sure know how to **** And I find myself writing the same lyrics as Wale, I think this is what rock bottom feels like.. Because :p I :P find :p myself :p more :p content :p with :p being alone than I ever ******* have with someone else. Always stepping on toes or picking up the pieces and it's cool if you're parents are still together and you've seen love like that your whole entire life, but me? I haven't, **** I wish my parents weren't together maybe then I would be able to leave my prison cell of a room. I have seen love ripped from the hinges and thrown to the wind- like ******* Owen Wilson's nose type love. I grew up with that **** but I still love harder than I ever have but you can't tell me that you do the same because this fuckery has been my whole entire life, so I have adjusted.
I have dabbled in alcoholism, and maybe a little drug abuse, but see these apples don't fall far from the tree and misery seems to be the best currency.
So who the **** am I?
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 9:37 AM UTC
"Hey, psst Spongebob?"
The pink starfish says.
"I got something better than 24.."
Spongebob grins,
"Let's hear it.."
The starfish bellows,
"25"
Laughter.
Applaud.
Teacher stares in awe..
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 6:00 PM UTC