Every night I do the dishes,
My pool shots always near misses.
Can't let negative thoughts roam,
Send them back through the Terrordome,
Right now, I'm sitting here at home,
Writing rhymes on my own.
My brain does wander,
Never liked tap water,
Fluoride makes IQ's shorter,
Possess supreme skill like E. Honda,
Sending other writers to the coroner,
Writing is a game - Command & Conquer.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: August 30th, 2024 00:57
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Comments1
Oh no, what if we've only 3 brain cells. We can't manage on less. heehee.
Lol, don't drink the tap water ahah!
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