2:22

Just a poem that makes me laugh...

It's 2:22, as I think of you,

oh you are so quirky,

how you like roast, with marshmallows and toast,

and pickles with your beef jerky. 

It's 2:22, and oh please do,

read me your favorite story,

upon that high chair as you sit and you stare,

and drool for effect, it's gory.

It's 2:22, and you wear that old shoe,

upon your head, you are so funny

as you jump up and about, and sometimes shout,

like a fox who's chasing a bunny. 

It's 2:22, and I have to thank you,

for being such a zany bloke,

cause you like to bathe, with crossbow and lathe,

and do jumping jacks while you smoke. 

It's 2:22, and I have you,

to thank for my smiling face,

when you dress like a clown, wearing my gown,

my what a mental case! 

Reviews

[Steven Cash]

lol I like pickles

[marlayesterday]

me too! :)

[Steven Cash]

and roast beef

oh I'm hungry now