as i sit here in this moment of time i just reliesed that this is a rubbish poem it doesnt even rythm lol
Danny, I have a project for my french class and we must pick a author of a poem. Your poem is truly good, mind if I take it and interview you quikly?
Spicy food is what i desire If i didnt u could call me a liar I eat it quick Then take a shit Now my booties on fire??
Toilet, dear toilet, I know ur sad And somewhat mad Because my brother shits so bad So I apologize, And give my regards I hope he never fucking farts. That's one piece of artwork.