Silly Poetry

Today's menu

sugar honey ice tea
cinnamon roasted apple pie
fried urchin cooked kelp
apricot spiced sauce
duck almond minced nuggets
caramel unleavened nut tart

enjoy

I thought a thought once,
It was a very bad thought,
I'll never think again.

Nursery crime

Jack and Jill
Went up a hill
Jack came back
Jill was dead

Roses were red
Because she bled
Violet was blue
Because she knew

Baa baa black sheep,
You take me for a fool?
Yes sir, yes sir!
That's just bull.

John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
His dame is my dame too.
Whenever he went out,
The people always shout,
We know what he's gonna do.

Mary had a little clue, her face was white as snow;
And everywhere that Mary went, Jack was sure to go.
He followed her to school one day, which was against the rule;
He made the children cry and pray, a killer was at school.

Hickory dickory dock
Someone called the cops
A shot struck one
Jack came down
And went straight to the morgue.

"A poem by Helen Keller."

Roses are black.
Violets are black.
Everything is black.
I am blind.

Nature of uncles

He did it
The treacherous cunt
To me
Poor little me

As I innocently sat
With curiosity infused
Watching the hand
So easily amused

In hindsight I must say
I'm partly at fault
Were I not so dazed
Or temporarily confused

He did it I say
He stole my nose.

It all adds up to hurt

Sometimes I feel like
I want to go back
Be courageous for once
Like the movies instead

Sometimes I wish
You had taken my hand
Pulled me around
Like the books I've read

Sometimes I dream
Things were different
We were together
Like lyrics were written

Sometimes I want
To meet you again
Make up for my errors
Like delusions, I'm mad

Sometimes I fear
They were all lies
Sharing of whispers
Like gossip for spite

Sometimes I hope
For someone to appear
Heal up my wounds
Like the tales we hear

Sometimes the pain
Grows without stop
And all that is left
Is a black hardened rock

Rhyme or reason

It's sad, it's bad, it's dead
In treachery it's treason to care
But there, where, were they aware
The sullen solemnly swear

It's a burden to bear, but
Wouldn't we willingly... What?
Isn't it instantly insane
Wondering why is inane?

Sauntering suddenly asunder
Both of the halves, yonder
Away they sway, might as I may
All that is mine, I feign

One or the other
None nor a bother

I enjoyed all of these immensely. They were both entertaining and cleverly put together.

Pretty silly stuff.

Fingers are bleeding;
Tissues are covered in snot;
I am trapped in here.

This corpse stares at me;
I'm peeing on my sister;
These cookies taste good.

Inside this mansion;
Semen oozes from the fountain;
The chocolate man comes.