My Sweet Poems

One Bad Morning

This is the story of a depressed man.
Whatever he did had gotten him damned.
He arose one morning, with a smirk and no doubt.
He reached to turn off his alarm, but broke it.
He was startled, corrupt and threw a pout.
He regrouped, settled and gathered a grin.
He tried to turn off his lamp, but it broke again.
Alarmed, he walked towards the bathroom door.
And at one hand touch, the door is laid on the floor.
The man stood, questioned with fear.
Then he realized maybe he needed a beer.
He takes a keg but it shatters in his face.
Now, glass is spread all over the place.
The man, furious and curious now, yells, "What's up with this?"
He calms, gathers, and says, "Well, today, i won't be taking a piss!"

The Smelly Smell

As i look outside, through the window,
Hands wrapped around the Nintendo.
I smell a smelly smell that smells--well, smelly.
I turn off the telly, pick up my belly,
And try to figure out what's so smelly.
I see a field of something brown,
Not quite round, doesn't make a sound.
But it smells of the feces of a dog pound.
I look to my left and then to my right.
And with a shock and a fright,
My sight sees a puupy doing what cute little puppies do.
And no, not play. I mean the dog's doing number two.

Those are the only two i have for now.
But later i will write again.
And make you all say, "Wow!"
See you, next time, my friend.