1 Fish 2 Fish, Red Fish Blue- Derp
The time has come for a silly little poem
Of something new which I do not know yet.
The type of thing that makes you frown or maybe even laugh.
My poetry is flawed and nothing seems to last.
Nothing but this rhyme, you see its a curse of mine.
And as I said it happens all the sodding time.
Ha i just said sodding.
What does that even mean?
Bloody hell I need to get keen.
Pick up a book read a line,
Take a look.
Its like Reading Rainbow meets G.I Joe.
I can do anything with the more you know.
What? That doesnt make sense.
I just crossed over to the stupid tense.
Lets try a new one, shall we?
"Pip Pip, Cherrio!"
How the hell did I just come up with that when there are no p's or I's in this holy cereal?
Im done. I give up. Fuck this curse.
I feel like a retarded Dr Sues with out his hefty purse.
But hey who knows maybe ill write a childens book.
But "everybody poops" someone already took.
Maybe a pop up funny will pay the bills and put food in my tummy.
Or I'll wind up in the gutter
With a wizard beard drinking some rummy.
Ha that was kinda punny,
Not too funny,
But a little to runny.
On, I mean.
Not off or out.
Just retardedly stupid is what this poem is about.
The time has come for a silly little poem
Of something new which I do not know yet.
The type of thing that makes you frown or maybe even laugh.
My poetry is flawed and nothing seems to last.
Nothing but this rhyme, you see its a curse of mine.
And as I said it happens all the sodding time.
Ha i just said sodding.
What does that even mean?
Bloody hell I need to get keen.
Pick up a book read a line,
Take a look.
Its like Reading Rainbow meets G.I Joe.
I can do anything with the more you know.
What? That doesnt make sense.
I just crossed over to the stupid tense.
Lets try a new one, shall we?
"Pip Pip, Cherrio!"
How the hell did I just come up with that when there are no p's or I's in this holy cereal?
Im done. I give up. Fuck this curse.
I feel like a retarded Dr Sues with out his hefty purse.
But hey who knows maybe ill write a childens book.
But "everybody poops" someone already took.
Maybe a pop up funny will pay the bills and put food in my tummy.
Or I'll wind up in the gutter
With a wizard beard drinking some rummy.
Ha that was kinda punny,
Not too funny,
But a little to runny.
On, I mean.
Not off or out.
Just retardedly stupid is what this poem is about.