A Strange Room Mate1 Poem by DAVID GERARDINO
A Strange Room Mate1
Filled with funny shapes and
ghost, and ugly demons.
There were clouds above,
and rain in the forcast, so i
put on my rain coat, and
turned up the music.
I awoke with blood shot eyes,
and a pounding in my head,
that could of been a two point2,
or a two point5, and then just
when i thought it would get
wores, the alarme clock sang,
and yelled get out of bed.
ALLUDEMENTS TO GPA's? ....YOU TEASE THE MINDS AXIS & FACINATE! '''''''''''''''''''FRANK
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5/4/2024 11:11:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi David, I really love your poetry. You are different then the same old poetry we all write about. There are only a few of you who really write with a unique style, you are one of them. Take care Excellent.