Random Space Of Nothing. Poem by Tiffany Lynn

Random Space Of Nothing.



The phone was ringing,
around ten o'clock,
like the birds were singing.
Or the young children were zinging.
It was like a loud banging,
or.... clanging?
That's when started the hanging.
It was a sad sight to see,
why of, why me?
Then there was a bumble bee,
right around the shuny sea.
God, I have to pee.
and....and I wish I was a gee!
It's depressing, you know?
I once dated this guy named Joe,
he had a lot of doe.
Everyday, I would say oh, gimme, gimme, mo!
It was my birthday, and everyone would say
hey, hey, hey!
I named my baby Jae.
M'kay? (:

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