Big Rant Poem by Gary Diamond

I like people who rant
As long as they do so
Articulately and whimiscally
And even if I hate their point
I can at least see the sense in it

I don't like the old people who moan and grouch
And shuffle along asking age-old questions
Like they're as relevant as today's headlines

I don't like today's headlines because apart from names
And places
The details seem to follow some sort of spreadsheet
Somekind of dull formula
And the tabloids
Make everything crucial italic
Make key words BOLD AND CAPPED
Death to that hack writing

I like people who talk and stare as if today is their last
And maybe it puts me on edge but I like it
Because it makes me remember, I should be on edge too
These groceries I bag
Could be the last
And that would be a shame
Because people have to eat
And people need to know
That the people who sell their groceries
Are obviously stupid, idiotic and worthless
And can be looked down upon.

I like to rant, too.
I like to drink more though.