Whoa, I Done Freaked Myself Out!A Poem by Michael StevensEver write something and later ask why?You know something's too bizarre if it's even too bizarre for me,
I don't know where my head was at
when I penned this; fishing derby
For humor, indeed; yesterday it
seemed perfectly logical,
This morning it's like 'what the
heall?'
Well, I know where my head was at,
and it's not pretty
The stanza's speak for themselves,
the verse is free,
But that's neither here nor there,
The face remains that this morning
all I could do was stare
At the bizarre freak-a-thon I guess
you could say I created!
Yes, what little judgment I have
left has faded
To nothing; but I suppose I ought
to let you decide for yourself
So here it is, don't say I didn't
try to tell (to say this rhymes is a stretch!)---you:
******
Angling For the Humor-Whopper!
******
Here I am, out on the sparkling
blue water,
Mooching for laughs in The
Humor-Whopper Derby
Whichever angler hooks the biggest
laugh,
And last year it was a 35 pound
winner, wins
The grand prize of all-you-can-eat
'Flounder-King Dried Fish Heads
On a Stick'; mmmm, baby, those are
some tasty fish craniums!
I shake my head, and reel in my lure of, "Three inebriated dudes
Walk into a bar, and ask the nun
serving drinks, 'Say nun, what's
A nice-looking nun like you doing
in a place like this?
To which the nun answers, 'Force of
habit, I guess!'"
And change lures; for I haven't
even got a grin with
This one. I fish for another hour and come to
The sad realization that my lures
all blow chunks,
And I have roughly no chance, so I'm off to the
"Slanted Sea Shanty
Bar and Bait Joke Shop' to drown my
unfunny sorrows!
© 2015 Michael Stevens |
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2 Reviews Added on April 1, 2015 Last Updated on April 15, 2015 AuthorMichael StevensAboutI write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more.. |

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