I’m not just whistlin devastationA Poem by Nobody.If you don't read this, then you're the coward who ruined it for every one. What the hell do I mean by that?I’m not just whistlin devastation It’s the stars! They’re
conspiring with the wine To deceive
me. I
understand that the comet is not a comet, It’s the
Mayans screeching through time On their
stone spaceship-eagle-donkey. The moon
is definitely involved Somehow. Nobody that sexy could not be involved Somehow. Then there’s
that invisible thing with the huge teeth And fiery
antennae- O yeah, They call
it God. Like, Why not
Zog or Don? Anyway,
they know I know. And that
is bad. Wait. How did
you get in here? Why are
you so? Is it? Are you? Ahhh! The comic
book prophet was right, It was
the. Sssssssssssssssssssssss! From the
liquid darkness. Who writes
this s**t? Is there
any butter on this popcorn? Since when
was an ounce of chocolate Worth more
than an ounce of gold? This might be the key to the answer.
All great nations must end!
Especially those a******s who use to eat Eachother.
I'm late again. Go. You can't be here when it happens. Seriously, Run!
They can hear your feelings and taste your thoughts.
That's gotta be all for now.
(Hide! It smells you!)
© 2011 Nobody.Author's Note
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