When rumors and hunger meet, so do we.A Poem by A Pseudo-Deep NihilistHave 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?
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Added on February 29, 2016 Last Updated on February 29, 2016 Tags: humor, satire, poetry, medium length, free verse, rumor, pizza, rumors Author |