I wrote a poem a while back that I called “The Most Romantic Poem of All Time.” Well, I’ve retitled it “The Most Romantic Poem in the World” and made it into a video.
Music credits:
“Reaching for you” by DreamhoundIX http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/561226
I decided to write a poem for zombies, those lovable flesh eating corpses.
Ode to Zombies
The sun shone bright on my head.
It didn’t matter that I was dead.
People screamed and ran away.
But all I wanted to do was play.
Zombie tag is quite a thrill.
We shuffle along, going in for the kill.
We take your brain and wolf it down.
Then we all go and party down.
We get drunk and dance ‘til dawn.
And then all crash at Forest Lawn.
Everyone should get on the zombie train.
All it costs is a bit of brain.
Here’s a sweet poem I made for my fiance, Candy Carson. I’m sure she’ll like it better than my last one, since it has no mention of whales.
I wrote a poem for my shoehorn today. If it was alive, I bet it would be might pleased.
Shoehorn
I’m a heel
But you lift my sole
Calloused as it is
You never leave my hangnailing
Toe to toe, we’ll always stand
You’re a shoe-in to win my heart
My precious horn of shoe
I’ve decided to write a poem in honor of that beloved first meal of the day, breakfast.
Breakfast
Oh gooey egg, so warm and jiggly
Run over my heart with your yolk
Oh crunchy toast, so buttery and dry
Fill my veins with your crumbs of love
Oh crispy bacon, so greasy and good
Nourish my soul with your liquid lard
Oh cheesy danish, so soft and filling
Elevate my mind with your cloud-like dough
Oh tart OJ, with your cool refreshment
Charge my feet with your Floridan airs
Oh great breakfast, so true and brave
You come to me at morning and exit me at noon.
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