Things I've Learned (A Limerick)A Poem by Connor VeenstraA
“C” grade is still a pass, Never
run buck nude through the grass, Don’t
ever be lazy, Don’t
stick it in crazy, Never
mindlessly follow the mass, Once
a week vacuum the floor, Call
the doctor if your back is sore, Don’t
live in the city, Fry
until crispy, Don’t
trust the babysitter next door, When
underwater don’t take a breath And
don’t ever smoke crystal meth, Don’t
put markers in your pocket, Don’t
lick a light socket Unless
you’re secretly longing for death, Don’t
date two girls at a time, Try
to resist punching a mime, And
as we’re stock piling missiles, Just
give a whistle, Don’t
worry, it’s not the end times, Tragedy’s
always a constant, Like
bombings in England and Boston, But
among all this pain, There
exists One great Name To
retreat to in all of the nonsense, There’s
always a reason to smile, You
can drink every once and awhile, Today’s
rock, rap And
pop songs are all crap, Work
your way up to running a mile, Make
sure to eat your green beans, A
spider is no reason to scream, Don’t
use a midwife, Enjoy
the small things in life, Always
take an offer of ice-cream Never
write in pen, in life as well as on paper, Cause
when you come up on deadline and
can’t think of the next line It
just leads to a mess. © 2018 Connor Veenstra |
AuthorConnor VeenstraAboutI'm an amateur writer/poet/creative type looking to get some critique on his work. more..Writing
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