SLIR poem: immaturity

read to see

 

 

Come join us in our little games

It’s all so fun and never lame

No rules do apply

Just count to ten and close both eye

 

 

We’ll then…..

Do it right

Out of sight

Start a fight

Bust the light

Own the night

Take a bite

Feeling bright

Cause trouble you might

It’s all alright

 

 

Self-amused

Drug abused

Thoughts fused

Paths choosed

Rightly accused

 

 

So immature

Impure

Troubles stir

Matted fur

Yes sir!

I concur!

We were

With her!

 

 

Getting drunk

What a punk

In the trunk

A naked dunk

8 ball sunk

Bring the funk

And all that junk

 

 

Invincible

Insensible

Invisible

Divisible

 

 

Stupidly

Care free

Idiocracy

Blankly

The brain be

Wait and see

Immaturity

 

 

Having all that fun

Until it catches up with you

Now the fun times are all done

In jail you owe a year or few

 

 

Dumb choices

With those powerful voices

Can you help fix it with me?

All this immaturity?

 

Immaturity