Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
For everything, down to the scribbles.
I know you probably think I'm going crazy with these PBK poems, but I think the ones I wrote last night are some of the best ones I've written so far....[[|:-) The Ever-Rude Gelatinous Cube The ever-rude gelatinous cube, Is addicted to the boob-tube. He gives disturbers fierce attitude, For disrupting his solitude. Lonely due to his anatomy, Something he can’t help you see, It gestates those in the vicinity, Bringing him back to solemnity. He watches TV for his depression, You could say it’s quite the obsession, Or maybe his newfound profession, As long as it quells his aggression.