When rumors and hunger meet, so do we.

When rumors and hunger meet, so do we.

A Poem by A Pseudo-Deep Nihilist

Have I ever told you about the time when
Mr. Lynnik, the math teacher, started a garden?

Every Wednesday, the whole class had to tend to the veggies.
And every Wednesday, I saw Sarah Lynn take an ear of corn
or a handful of strawberries.

So Mr. Lynnik started buying her family dinner every Friday, 
and that's really all there is to say on the matter.

Well, until word got out 
that Sarah has been gargling the math teacher's 
cumshots.

My point in telling you this
was actually to preface a question.

Would you like to grab a pizza sometime?

© 2016 A Pseudo-Deep Nihilist


Author's Note

A Pseudo-Deep Nihilist
Please note that none of these names identify any real or unreal person in particular. Also, note that the teacher-student situation depicted is not reflecting any actual event on purpose.

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Added on February 29, 2016
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Tags: humor, satire, poetry, medium length, free verse, rumor, pizza, rumors