It’s Like Poetry, But Crap

A round-up of all my best poems…

A round-up of all my mediocre poems…

A round-up of all my poems of last month.

Some words I wrote.

I ate some porridge

It spilled on my nipple

Silly nipple
It looked like a leaf

But it wasn’t a leaf

It was dog poo

(I’m seriously considering sticking with this poetry thing)
The cabbages are chasing me!

They won’t leave me alone

Their putrid stench is haunting me!

Or maybe it’s just that scabby old lady sat at the table next to me.
Sometimes it’s chilly

Sometimes it’s hot

And sometimes it’s one of those stupid days when you’re constantly taking your jumper on and off, messing up your hair and knocking your glasses all wonky

Silly nipples
I saw a dog

It made me laugh!

Some dogs are funny

Most aren’t

 

 

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