Phil McDonnell Poems

You are a short person.
In both temper and stature.
I am also a short person.
But I’m taller than you.
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Mother,
I know in the past out relationship has been strained.
But this is obviously not my fault it’s my fathers.
Remember that time we went to the park and I fell off the swing?
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I see him and his girlfriend in the hall.
He sees me and his begins to twitch.
I take off my clothes and lean by the wall.
This joke always goes off without a hitch.
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Why does the school need to be so fricken large.
Walking through these halls leaves me out of breath.
The hall is so big I could fit a barge.
I just don’t get it. Does that kid have meth?
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Mother listen to me for once!
I don’t care about memories.
Usually I’m just whining but this is important.
It’s not like that time with the noodle.
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