Half a sleepsy; its an oopsiedaizy
Playfully wordcraft I might sound crazy
No rainfall to dripdop the sun burn red hot
But Im in my roomIi just jot dot
Sleepy symphony poem silly like a slinky gets going
Slow motion as my eyes begin to open
Im in a hypnotic half asleep half awake state
Like being half baked watching the moon rotate
My fan got me cool like iced grills
Nice chills on a day that if you didnt drink it might kill
But im max relaxin crunchin n munchin
Nappy n happy
Imma easter tweakin rabbit;
wit a knitted wicker basket filled with easter egg licorice hashish;
bouncin up the aves wit it;
towerin empowerin steppin on leprechauns;
weapons drawn pointed at the annointed;
joint lit so tell me what the heck you on;
im on one; while willy two’d three;
swinging a jewly piece;
the rhymes like tom.
I hope my rhymings timeless; Poetic royal highness. “Minus the riches;” So… My rags will wash the dishes.
Whats the tea?
Turn on the kettle like… Ride my D–K or… My whip? Don’t trip it is a pedal bike.
I used to love some… doctor sues… Rhymes about hungry 8 legged octopuss.
OFF DA HOOK!
Im silly. Silly as a hillbilly. Driving a Lexus coup bumping biggie smoking a ciggy getting jiggy.
Naw son, Im dead cereal. Fruit loops enduced delirium. 6 AM: Dropping body parts in my gold fish aquarium
I DO NOT EAT GREEN EGGS N HAM. They Live, We Sleep. I’m out of bubble gum.
I guess its time I kick ass.
When I was a kid I danced around to brass monkey. Now I’m all grown up dance around to brass monkey. I tried to go to class n pass but math flunked me. Fuck me!
Hashtag Skunk Weed
I found some magic mushrooms on the way to the recycle depot. I could go pick them right now and become a psycho people.
I will! Living amoung us. High of psychlobin Fungus. Bum-rush the grocery store.
“GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR LUNCH BOX”!
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