Saturday, July 30, 2011

The Awkward Poem

I dedicate this to what I will say,
after ten years, I hope my dad comes back from the store one day
And I know if I say this
it will echo 'round the globe,
"Anyone ever tell you "you have sexy earlobes?"
My mom told me that was her favorite pickup line,
after she told me, "I love you, you're not mine."
So off I go again, another psychotic episode
I tell you this to make your mind implode.
This poem is only to inform, not to goad
I must tell you this, or my pants will explode
This poem is not normal,
like a newborn baby with an afro,
Rather this awkward poem is to attack the status quo
and make it like diarrhea, so smooth let it flow
into the next line with simile and metaphor,
Like Bevis and Butthead, this poem is a "SCORE!"
that's times twenty in the area
of awesome and strange
so lets dethrone Obama,
how's THAT for a change???

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