He Was Good With Snakes, Spiders, Creatures...
Friends remembered he was good,
With snakes, spiders, creatures...
But not so with the girls,
Which was what really matters.
Far too short and skinny,
Unlikely to raise any interest.
And it was of little help,
With his face full of pimples.
Even his academic performance,
Was less than what was desired.
In any sports he ventures,
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,life