Brad Fitzpatrick (brad) wrote,
Brad Fitzpatrick

Spittin' Rhymez

Megan was wanting me to write more poetry and I was like, "no." but then walking to the bustop the words just started coming out and I couldn't stop 'em. I put the pen to the paper once I got on the bus and this is what came out:

Ode to Mah Boogers
Many a rocket of snot from this nose I do blow.
Then land in the sink, the carpet, I never quite know.
The sniffling and wiping on sleeves is all quite useless.
I could try anything with it still making a mess.

Thank you, thank you. It's just wonderful ... no need to compliment me. I don't really blow my nose on the carpet, either. That's gross, you disgusting piece of shit.

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