~wibble~

jiggidy joo!
wakka wakka wakka wakka
boop!
Ffffrreeeeeoooooowwwwww

Caffeine

Shoot me up.
Slap me down.
Why do you wear
that big ol' frown?

Gimme more! Gimme more.
You are the drug I adore.

Caffeine!

To Lint

You may ask
where it comes
from.

You may wonder
why it appears
as if magic.

You may ponder
it's ultimate meaning
in the universe.

In the end,
it's still just
bellybutton lint.

An Ode to an Axe Murderer

$this->poem->sucks();

A Fate Worse than Death

There is no worse fate
for a cup of water
to be burnt to the taste
of some vile fluid
called "Coffee".

Which Way is North

Identity is
fluid like a fast river.
Which Way is now North.

Which way is North

Up? Down? Left or Right,
Who cares, so why fight?
North is north and South is not.
East is West but the West is hot.
Why oh North do you elude me so?
Do you prefer the average Joe?

I declare a war on North.
Look at all the trouble he has brought forth.
In the ether we don't care
which way to comb our hair,
so why must we know
which way to go?

In the end, at the end of the day
I'll just say "North is that way."

RAW Sucks

There once was a guy who like RAW
though he could see past it's flaws.
He yelled until spittle flew
making many wish he knew
why all the TIFF fans will sock him in the jaw.

A MIDNIGHT'S STROLL IN MY GARDEN

I am floundering in a sea of fish guts.
I cannot find my way out of the quagmire.
Help.

AN ODE TO ZOMBIES

Is that my arm I'm chewing on?