I once had a headache,
Googled the answer...
A thread caught in my eye
as I looked, by and by...
Many wake to snow today
On paths that once were dusty grey...
This belt I wear holds up my pants
and comes off in one circumstance...
You wake up and eat,
then later you take a crap...
In the garden of Eden,
As everyone knows...
My ship has sailed without me
My numbered days are spent...
My hair is turning grey
but at least its there...
You don't look like you do on your MySpace page,
Twice the size and twice the stated age...
Poetic Diarrhea
R. Meuser...
My bag is packed
with a pillow...
The wee little Pissant complained more his fair...
He wailed and cried that life just isn't fair...