Sent to me by the awesome and amazing Joan. Yet another one of the reasons why I want to be just like her when I have teenage kids.
Oh. Wait.
"Zombie Haiku"
Brains brains brains brains brains
Brains brains brains brains brains brains brains
Brains brains brains brains brains
Does poetry get better than this?!
Oh, yeah. And Happy New Year!
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I feel the need to share with you a poem that I have remembered ever since 7th grade. It was composed by my best friend's older brother's friend when he was drunk one night. Are you ready? Here it goes:
Bored, bored, bored.
I'm so bored I could die.
I did die.
They buried me in the ground.
Worms live in the ground.
Feathers tickle.
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
I feel like I should snap my fingers while wearing all black. Deep, man.
hahahaha! Get it?! Deep?!
Ahem.
Apparently, I'm all for cheap laughs right now.
TOO funny! both "poems!" LOVE IT!
:)
Love them...
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