Poem Against Poems MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   This Poem is truly my plight,

To get all poems out of sight.

I ripped and sliced and shredded all day,

But poems kept coming from every way.

I ripped and shredded and searched all night,

But found out that poems were really all right.

I hated to face the results, but hey,

You've got to learn something new every day.

Poems, poems, they're dreadfully boring,

They'll even put you to sleep in the morning.

A cup of coffee you'll need near,

If they're whispered in your ear.

And if you're an insomniac,

Take two of these and you'll be back.

But, do not fret and kill a friend,

For we have finally met THE END!

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rayray143 said...
on Oct. 21 2011 at 9:22 am
rayray143, Miami, Florida
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lol this funny and stupid at the same time


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