Emile Hahbizza


The Room 1.0 - Poem by Emile Hahbizza

Underwear flying everywhere
This is not my room I swear

On the floor, lies a dead snake
The closet, filled with moldy cake

On the wall hangs old feces
In the mold, grows a new species

From the roof hangs gooey cheese
On the desk are mushy peas

The worst part is under the bed
If you look you’ll be dead

Monsters that creep out at night
Don’t worry only some of them bite

Dirty socks and skeleton of a fish
Fungus soup and a nine-year-old pizza dish

Complaints from me you’ll never hear
‘Cus the best part is I LOVE it here


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 1, 2008


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