Thursday, March 30, 2006

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:

At 10:58 p.m., Blogger Pilot said...

Read it to the tune of "Happy Birthday" it's quite funny.

 
At 7:33 a.m., Blogger Steven said...

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.

 
At 6:05 p.m., Blogger The Navigator said...

indeed.

 
At 12:58 a.m., Anonymous Anonymous said...

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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