Mike’s Page
Happy Poem
shave and engrave
enslave me with rabies
my hands are the plague
one foot in the gravy
Angry Poem
fuck this
fuck that
fuck you
fuck us
fucky fucky fucky
at the back of the fuck bus
Sad Non Rhyming Poem
my birch bark soul
awake
to watch myself sleep
in a waking dream,
your hangnail
lucid
smells like coffee
and pine,
the bottom of the sea
a thousand starving fax machines
woah
love ain't no stranger
Sexy Poem
if you’re horny, let’s do it
ride it, my pony
my saddle’s waitin’
come and jump on it*
*[I actually stole this one from Ginuwine. What the hell happened to Ginuwine? He's probably on some island with Skee-Lo and Lou Bega.]
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