November 09, 2004

An Ode. Yeah...

Protruding teeth and a thicket of hair
In yellow does disguise your dull-witted glare
With a sudden compulsion to annoy anyone there

Your unwarranted destruction of chalk
A five year old's imitation and jeering talk
This is why it's you that I mock

Who bangs desks, as well as banging them around
And with some teething problem, your two-pronged fork will
astound
and make me suffer; Your presence does drive me aground

2 comments:

  1. Anonymous4:22 p.m.

    Hey! Wow it's so hard to comment on Blogger...switch to LJ! And my god that's a great poem. Who's it about?

    ~Katie

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  2. Hmmm I don't really want to put his (or her) name, but anyone who knows him (or her) and seen him (or her) act should sorta know.

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