evilpancakes
Senior Member
Heres a poem thing that my bro made a little bit ago, enjoy 
so i sit here bored out of my mind
waiting and watching the time unwind
trying to find a way to make this more interesting
brain storming attempting to get an idea festering
im doing horribly, im tired and this is absurd
im making poetry of my boredom, i feel like such a nerd
but i keep going ryhming each stanza with a new word
letting my mind fly free like a little orange bird
letting it soar so high with the wind in its face
wondering if it knows how much its going to imrpove the human race
i know my words make no sense what so ever
but im happy that they come together to sound so clever
im not sure how long i can keep this crap up
eventually it wont even begain to rhyme...wait...
whatever it doesnt matter this is taking too much time
eventually im going to start losing my mind
i still cant believe the meanings of these verses
i still cant believe im doing this with no curses
i still cant wait til i learn to fly
to be able to roam and be so high
without the need of an influence or any type of drug
without a disease being spread by any type of bug
without the worry of the different plagues were dealin with
swine flu, bird flue, mad cow and aids
how can a person plan to get paid
when theyre running around afraid for their life
wondering hows the baby, their mom or their wife
i love how this turned from a poem to a rant
id love to keep going, but sadly i cant
my mind is almost done with its traveling
all my ideas are spent and its all done unraveling
these are my words let them keep you in motion
dont let them stop you from pursueing your notions
but thats all for me, i bid u a doo
i have to go now, and make a smelly poo
so i sit here bored out of my mind
waiting and watching the time unwind
trying to find a way to make this more interesting
brain storming attempting to get an idea festering
im doing horribly, im tired and this is absurd
im making poetry of my boredom, i feel like such a nerd
but i keep going ryhming each stanza with a new word
letting my mind fly free like a little orange bird
letting it soar so high with the wind in its face
wondering if it knows how much its going to imrpove the human race
i know my words make no sense what so ever
but im happy that they come together to sound so clever
im not sure how long i can keep this crap up
eventually it wont even begain to rhyme...wait...
whatever it doesnt matter this is taking too much time
eventually im going to start losing my mind
i still cant believe the meanings of these verses
i still cant believe im doing this with no curses
i still cant wait til i learn to fly
to be able to roam and be so high
without the need of an influence or any type of drug
without a disease being spread by any type of bug
without the worry of the different plagues were dealin with
swine flu, bird flue, mad cow and aids
how can a person plan to get paid
when theyre running around afraid for their life
wondering hows the baby, their mom or their wife
i love how this turned from a poem to a rant
id love to keep going, but sadly i cant
my mind is almost done with its traveling
all my ideas are spent and its all done unraveling
these are my words let them keep you in motion
dont let them stop you from pursueing your notions
but thats all for me, i bid u a doo
i have to go now, and make a smelly poo
