The dogs once held a meeting, they came from near...
Some came by helicopter, and others came by car...
I'm writing this poem,
In regards to Liz...
I once knew a guy
He was a but of a prick...
Life is going great-- but then
It's that time of month again...
We have a guest that lives in this house
it's not an insect or a fluffy white mouse...
The meeting starts
With the people so frail...
Here I sit again
This place I call home...
Should I write a poem,
That uses all my brain...
What would I do without my jeans
That tattered pair of blue...
I once bought a friend some sea monkeys.
He admitted they were kind of funky...
Preppy kids run the town
putting everyone else down...
Peering down through cloud wisps,
God, sitting on a stool next to...