I dislike Douches and Dumbasses
Math, Spanish, and Science classes
I hate Hats and Horses
Homework, Textbooks, and failing my Courses
I’m not fond of Frantics and Fakes
Fat Cats, Head-, and Stomach-Aches
Don’t like Losers and Liars
Rain, Pickles, and singing in Choirs
I criticize Cancer and Cottage Cheese
Pigeons, Planes, and Alzheimer’s Disease
I despise Dunkins and Drama
Writing, Citing, and Striped Pyjamas
Why these things disgust me?
I don’t know; it seems outrageous, I see
Maybe it’s me that has a problem.
Only right two times a day,
That’s what all the world will say.
My arms lay broken at my side,
In broken glass my hands do hide.
A stray ball that came my way,
Broke my soul while kids did play.
Gears that used to fit so well,
Began to grind, that’s all I could tell.
I used to click so tried and true,
Now my state is oh so blue.
My way of life I could abide,
Now left with my tarnished pride.
South of the long lake lies
A city surrounded by rock
A tower looms over the sky
Casting shadows over every block
Both lake and city are struck by storm
And thunder cracks as hail becomes thorns
Coastal waters rise and crash
As skyward islands start to quake
The calmest waves whip and thrash
And harrows the deep, blue lake
The tower stands devoid of pain
As buildings are befallen with rain
The ice cold water blitz urban sprawl
As rivers run down cracked asphalt
But bitter clouds won’t stay for long
As westerly winds push them on.
And civilization can start anew
The restart seems quite overdue