bittersweetsymphony
Mitglied
I said to myself....
I said to myself, I’ll write a poem
and gave it at once the title “Jo-Ann”
Jo-Ann is my best friend since highschool
But her 10 year-old son is a damn fool:
He seriously asked me what’s pear-jam!
“I’ll write a poem”, I quietly mumbled
Picked up my pad and suddenly stumbled
Rolling, crashing downstairs- my wounds’ll never heal
Sounds like a farce, although it was real.
Consequence: poetry helps me feel humbled.
I said to myself, Grace is a nice name
Gorgeous girl, surely easy to tame
Sorrow wheareas induces a bad kind of joy-
keep in mind that I am a boy!
Predictable then her scream, “your name, what a shame!”
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i wrote that limerick out of fun about two years ago if i remember correctly....what do you guys think?
I said to myself, I’ll write a poem
and gave it at once the title “Jo-Ann”
Jo-Ann is my best friend since highschool
But her 10 year-old son is a damn fool:
He seriously asked me what’s pear-jam!
“I’ll write a poem”, I quietly mumbled
Picked up my pad and suddenly stumbled
Rolling, crashing downstairs- my wounds’ll never heal
Sounds like a farce, although it was real.
Consequence: poetry helps me feel humbled.
I said to myself, Grace is a nice name
Gorgeous girl, surely easy to tame
Sorrow wheareas induces a bad kind of joy-
keep in mind that I am a boy!
Predictable then her scream, “your name, what a shame!”
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i wrote that limerick out of fun about two years ago if i remember correctly....what do you guys think?