about a person i know...

ich weiß nicht, eigentlich passt das nicht mal zu poetry, nun fragt nicht auch noch nach dem inhalt...

Ferien wie sie manchmal sind...

this poem is... just wierd... dont worry its not supposed to make sense... it is the deranged babbelings of a deranged mind

Wrote in a class I dread. It is torture....

Some limericks I made up near the end of the life of the Mir Space Station.

Ever get sick and tired of hearing people whine to you?

Bah! to society! it angers me!

I'm a silly kid

I'm well aware that this poem is very, very stupid lol. Those of you who have couldraphobia - fear of clowns - may appreciate it though ^_~

A very funny non-ryhming poem that isn't exactly -but is close to- reality.

New hobby taking the towns by storm...

Too many girls waste their lives chasing boys...

hehe it just came to me lol r/r

My English teacher asked us to write some poetry. This was the result...

I odd. I get mad. I write. I have no life. I write. WARNING my work is confusing. Don't hate me if you don't like my work. Don't judge if you don't understand. Rhyme is not my friend. I may put more if people like it.

What *really* goes through the mind of a guy on the night of the big game....

The curse of being over efficient.

What's a better excuse to get out of school than the truth?

The title says it all

Just something I decided to post on a whim.

Do ya punk?

A thing I had to write for english

The title speaks for itself, I can't summarize this...Besides, even if I could, why not just read it yourself? r/r

Read carefully.