Monday, April 4, 2016

Insult Poem


The first I met you
I could tell you were from the zoo.
You thin you're smarter than really are
Sometimes I want to push you in front of a car.

Whenever you use all those big words
I want to cut your tongue into thirds.
I wouldn't hesitate to stab you with a knife
You'll probably never find a wife. 

Haiku 

I want to get out.
I can't wait to leave this town.
Please don't hold me back. 

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