Instead
I sit and stare at my screen
With no thoughts in my mind
Knowing I should clean
Instead, just unwind
No blogs lately
Just not in the mood
Wanting to greatly
Instead, just brood
This poem makes no sense
It's probably a crime
I could build a fence
Instead, just rhyme
A quiet night at home
To unwind and relax
Could get up and roam
Instead, just play jacks
I know I disappoint
This is crappy, I agree
It has no point
Happy 100th post to me
4 Comments:
Read it to the tune of "Happy Birthday" it's quite funny.
Hey, it made MY day. And we all know how great my days have been so far(well, no you don't). Still Shanna, a post is a post, happy 100th post to you.
indeed.
Your rhymes are so weak
Your nuffin but a freak
Man your feet reek.
Good thing you never
rapped on my page, ever
I'd bury your ass
And make you snort grass
HAHAHA
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