Friday, March 20, 2009

There once was a man,
Who lived in a can,
It wasn’t vey big,
Yet he owned a pig,
Until he cooked it in a pan.

I guess I knew this mouse,
Who lived in my house,
I put out some cheese,
To give him a squeeze,
But I didn’t know he had a spouse.

I was sentenced to court,
When I arrived at port,
When he slammed the hammer,
I was sent back to the slammer,
And never had to go back to court.

Dark turns into light
Bad doesn’t turn into good
Well doesn’t that suck.

The government really sucks,
They watch your every move,
They know all that you do.


Richard

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Rich, you are an amazing person. I am glad you are my buddy. you'r poetry isn't bad either.

Anonymous said...

wow. pure genius. you should think about entering a handicap poet contest.