The Inky Mess And...Oh! Meet My Scapegoat! Poem by I'd Like to be Anonymous

Rhythm pulses,
make us feel secure.

But this?
What is it?
Uncertaintly? !

My my...
Never to do...

Dot dot dot?
Oh no no no!
I've made
A Complete MESS of this

But then again,
It's something new.

New is good.
Right?
Well, please say yes.
But perhaps
I'm wrong.

Well, don't put alllll
that blame
on me.

This pen! ! !

It's....Guilty! ! !

Dooh! ! !

shameful
ballpoint
BIC.

*tsk*
I knew.
It was just too cheap
to be any
good.