Taking a break...

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My 5th grade teacher once said that I had a knack at poetry. (Well, I think it was my 5th grade teacher...). Then again, I used to skip class all the time in elementary school, so what the hell do I know?

Hmm... let's see if I still got it in me.

Ode to the Joys of Being a Worthless Student on a Weekend, With Nothing Better to Do
My brain,
It has an aneurysm.
My life,
It sucks.
My poetry,
It sucks too.
You said I would amount to nothing in life,
Hey, whattdoya know? You were right.
This stupid poem doesn't even rhyme,
But who cares, it isn't going to get marked.
Screw this,
Let's go play Solitaire.

Hmm...ok...maybe another one.

Transmissions of a Scary Alien
People of Earth.
My name is Klog.
I come from Planet Klozia,
Of the Epsilon Reticulum system.
Stop laughing! It's a real system name--
And it's supposed to sound scary, worthless human!
We have come to eat your population with ketchup.
And relish.
And extra onions.
And some pan fried mushrooms.
Hold the mayo though,
I'm trying to cut the calories.
So I have to restrict myself,
To half of a fatty American,
Or two 3rd world kids,
Which are much too dry.
I will land my spaceship shortly.
Deliver within' 30 minutes,
Or else...
I won't tip.
Transmission out.

One last one...

I'm Standing in the Unemployment Line
If I could rhyme,
I could charge a dime,
To song writers,
Who need rhyming...d'oh!

Ok, so if you thought my poetry was good, you seriously should get your head examined. In the meantime, you can also take a look at Rodina Kazawalaski's site for more great poetry such as:

"untitled poem about the enduring hellish pain of a white teenage upper-middle class girl going to school in a well-to-do area with a relatively low crime rate
I have nothing.
No wait, I have it all. when’s dinner?"

I particularly like the "Take that Mrs. Crabtree" one. Check it out.

Posted by Dave at September 29, 2001 03:54 PM