Hey, look, I wrote a poem!

This describes me. SS and I wrote it.

Pimple mental
Mental pimple
Pimply mentally mentally pimply
Pimple, pimple, at the door
And smushed all over the gosh-darned floor
Lotsa pimples on my face
And also pimples all over the place
(Including Mike Elliott's butt.)
(And his cut.) (And his mutt.)
Pimples being mentally dismembered
And the tree that B-Man timbered
Pimples popped off my skin
But somehow they always come back again
Red, white, black, green
And the kinds that are peachy and unseen
You don't see those very often
Pimples never, ever soften
And if they do, they go away
And wait to come back on Picture Day!

😈

This is the best poem ever! It is totally funny! Pimplemental!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

interesting...

is a pimple pure and simple
or does it have an underlying pain when your face dimples

????

😐

Have you ever had a pimple, HH?

yes 🙁

doesn't everyone get at least one in their life time.

Mommy, I'm scared 😕

j/k pretty funny naz 😆

Why, thank you. Mike Elliott is my perverted science teacher. And B-Man is Boromir. And trees like him. A lot. 😖hifty:

Perverted science teachers are the best kind ✅

I have one. He once said that he would've kicked me out of his classroom long ago were I not so intelligent 😖mart:

Everyone wants to kick me because I'm boring. I've never been kicked out of a class, though...
Hey, I wrote anuther'n...

These were actually for my English assignment due this Friday. Anyone have any corrections?

"Elf and Dunedan" (Diamante form)

Elf
Silvan, natural
Hunting, exploring, seeing
Never dying, always dying
Blinded, scarred, risking
Independent, messy
Dunedan

"School" (Cinquian form)

School
Helpful, forgiving
Learning, teaching, whispering
Never left my thoughts
Home

"Memory" (Haiku form)

Something I forgot
sneaks up on me from behind
not to be left out.

"One Last Call" (Phone form) (?)

6 They gave me a call to
5 remind me to fly
8 like an eagle on great, black wings.
-
0 Somehow I could not remember their words
6 as I plummeted down.
1 Lost.
2 Again.

I found a solution to the pimples! But it's only for the reckless... I got rid of them in a flash using geranium oil NEAT (just as it says not to do on the bottle...)

😱 You read my poems, Shaber! I feel so loved!
Okay, so, do you purposefully not follow the directions on the bottle? Just like me? That is so cool...

small print can be somewhat an ordeal! ✅

Somewhat, I think not. It is very much an ordeal. But I have to do it perfectly, or I'll get nervous about not doing it right and making everything worse.

POEMS!
Oh, yesh. =^^=

"The Day You Died"
I was angry with you
for acting like you cared
and the way you walked out
for which I was not prepared
if anyone ever asks
you ran away from home
and I truly do not know
where your spirit roams.
You did not ever doubt
that I could bring you down
that I could take your life
and throw away your crown
literally I did
and literally you went
and some people noticed
the way your body was bent.
Sorry I broke your legs
and then shot you in the chest
and hung you from the tree
where the others now rest
sorry you put up a fight
and made it harder to do
when you tried to resist
while the scars were made new.
You felt like frozen ice
on the fingertips of night
I like awake wondering
if you went toward the light
I knew you wouldn't sray
nobody ever would
so I killed them all as well
just because I could.

"Flames"
Anger
burning you
Hate
burning soul
Indifference
burning Earth
Love
burning all
Pain
burning in my arms
Need
burning on my wrists
Fate
burning up my life
Love
burning with a kiss.

"Renascent"
What of the smallest stepping stone,
Does it not count?
What of the ugly white kitten,
Does it not matter?
Whatever happened to the bedridden old man,
Did he pass away from memory?
The starving children of this world,
I suppose you forgot them too?
Negligence, disregard
Take no care of, fail to do, omit through carelessness
Irresponsibility, no answer
Not of good credit or position, no defense
Rejection, refusal
Put aside, decline, discard useless matter
Renascent, revived
Rebirth, springing up again, brought back to life
They all came back in the end
To give you conscience
Guilt shot your nervous system
Now you remember
Negligence, irrisponsibility, rejection
Through it all, they're renascent
They came back
to see you
fall.

"You Get On My Nerves" (Binkage=Garbage)
dedicated to Blake Morrison...

Why don't you just shut up?
You are not God.
I know you wish you were.
It's not like I care about what your life's like
And vice versa.
Yeah, the things you say are funny
But you're far from great.
Your attitude sucks.
You need to get a life.
Everyone likes you.
Hahaha.
I'd like to see you do something nce for once.
Nobody matters but you.
Just because you know so much about drugs,
Does that make you think you rule the place?
You suck, Binky.
Just get over it and shut up.

Currently Untitled
dedicated to Jen...

Yeah, so what?
Can I not be myself?
Who made you king?
When did this happen?
Am I not allowed to speak my mind?
Did you forget that it's a free country?
Should I lie down and stop breathing?
And why can you still smile?
Did you make these rules?
How would you feel if I broke them?
What do I care about how you would feel?
Are we all supposed to be heartless?
Why do you always say one thing and do another?
Can't you go one day without killing me?
Whatever happened to the good old days?
They never existed, did they?
But it's all my fault, isn't it?
I'm not feeling sorry for myself,
I was just asking you a freaking question,
But, of course, you don't listen, do you?
Get over yourself, otherwise you'll always be the same.

The last line was obviously not for Jen. 😖
I think I got it mixed up with somone else's poem...

Hey... wow... not a lot of poems by me. 🙁

um, I'll write one now.
"Roses are red
Violets are not
come to my house later
so we can tie the knot."
XD