These poems are old ones I posted at a gaming forum that I made up on the spot after people suggest topics at random for the next person to post so enjoy!
Weeds growing in my garden,
Why do you grow so tall?
My beautiful flowers are now hidden,
You've now covered them all.
Oh no the weeds are angry,
They've got a hold of me,
They're wrapping all around my neck,
Right now woe is me.
Is there any way out?
Or is this how I will die,
Well a bizarre gardening accident,
Beats falling from the sky.
Just so you know I am aware,
These wasn't the weed you meant,
I wonder if that guy Jesus,
Gave up weed during lent?
