Before you read this, it is a poem I wrote to read aloud in English/Mythology, during my senior year. At the time, we had just finished reading the book "Ishmael" (yes... I actually read a book.. uhh.. part of it, anyway rofl) and everyone liked to make fun of that teacher, because it was his first year in the school, so I wrote this poem making fun of him and passed out about 50 copies of it. These things were taped on his desks, walls, door, everything. It was absolutely hilarious.
A VERY SIMPLE POEM ABOUT A VERY COMPLEX IDEA
Our Hero tred,
walked into the room,
which seemed to be empty,
and entirely gloom.
He noticed something,
a little bit odd,
lurking in the shadows,
like a Pagan God.
Behind the glass,
a creatue stood,
with eyes glaring,
from under a hood.
It had a large mouth,
full of ivory hooks,
and eyes slowly scanning,
as if reading a book.
The man, confused,
he began to sit,
in front of the glass,
looking into it.
But before he could speak,
he heard a loud sound,
the sound of Rivard,
was heard all around.
The creature tried speaking,
but could only slur,
because its big teeth,
which seemed obscure.
So it decided to think,
its ideas to the man,
and the man thought back,
"Sounds like a plan."
Conversing through telepathy,
they told their opinions,
then told all the people,
who then became their minions.
And commanding an army,
of brainwashed leavers,
they crushed all the takers,
to make homes for the beavers.
And all the other creatures,
that lived without commodities,
razed man's buildings,
to make room for their progeny.
 Lord The Magic · Sun Mar 18, 2007 @ 05:37pm · 3 Comments |
