Once upon a toilet wall
I penned my poems and scribbled my scrawl..
I wrote of life
and I wrote of death,
...
Shhhish!
I hear here coming!
Only 2 poem clicks away from finding me now!
Please don't tell her I'm here,
...
I got myself a body bag
and climbed in nice and neat,
because I know how mad my mom will be
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'Around the rock I ran, ' I said
and practiced all my R's.
'Sweeet sister Sally seems so sad',
I lisped, though I tried hard.
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Where the sun and stars
will never shine
and it rains upon this world,
that's where I left my love life
...
The other day
while I was walkin,
it dawned on me
in verse I’m talkin!
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Whose apartment this is
I think I know.
She's inside making noise though.
So she will not see me stopping here
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I used to be self conscious,
My nose was really big!
I broke it nearly fifteen times
I looked just like a pig.!
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My parents threw me out today!
and I just can't figure why,
I'm well behaved, I'm such a good kid
and I'm only 55
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Would you still love me,
would you want me,
Would you dream of me every night?
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Willl you be my cherry pie!
my little sweet
my honey desire.!
...
1. She begins her message with no possessive greeting-
Instead of:
...
I loved my little pony
that my mother bought for me.
I loved my little pony
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When my teacher called me a poet,
she must've been insane!
There's not an ounce of poetry
inside my empty brain!
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The day I became a poet,
I remember it oh so well.
I was sitting on the toilet
and my life was going to hell!
...
March of 2006,
and I'm posting poems,
good poems! the best I've written! .
They're exploding into my head faster then jet puffed popcorn in my microwave
...
'Oh sure, she's gonna love you,
all the rest of your lonely life!
and she'l tell you that she needs you
...
'You can't cry over spilled milk'
my mother always said.
'Life's not a piece of cake'
she hammered in my head!
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Today's my 30th birthday,
and I feel just like I'm dead,
so I went to see my doctor,
...
March of 2007,
and I'm posting poems,
Good poems! the best I've written! .
They're exploding into my head faster than jet puffed popcorn in my microwave
...
Once Upon A Toilet Wall
Once upon a toilet wall
I penned my poems and scribbled my scrawl..
I wrote of life
and I wrote of death,
I wrote on walls
when there was no tissue left
And then one day,
I discovered the truth.
It was always here right in this booth.
When you flush that toilet,
you've flushed it all! -
your life,
your dreams
and your fucken soul!
dude your poems are epic......WE NEED MORE.......hahaha. keep doing what you do
Hey! Attention; we're running out of poems to read here..need some more. (smile) You're addictive, what else can I say? Patti
What can I say that has not already been said. Keep writing because we need our fix of your poems.