Don'T Haphazardly Hurl Your Vomit Unless You Really Hav'Ta Just Friggin' Lob It. Poem by Michael Gale

Artifacts of mindly estrangement....
Brings to all total amazement.

Tilt-a-whirl and merry-go-rounds spin up and down and all around...
If you listen carefully you may hear the sound of puke hit a metal or cement fore ground.

Splaaat! on the ground is heard the grossest of sound...
Left to right-Keep on looking for you'll see it happen that projectile headed earth bound.

Can gravity prevent a fall? ...
Nah! Not really, not at all.

Tis best left on an empty stomach b'fore headed on ride...
Food needs to ba abandonded from e'er to enter inside.

If ye operate such said ride...
Hope to heaven that ye'll have at the ready a water hose on thy side.

If ye have to ulimately vomit...
Aim for the bucket and not carelessly hurl or haphazardly lob it.