So many blog idiots write deep, introspective, suposedly meaningful poetry on their blogs. As soon as I see anything like that I just click "next blog" and move on. It's not that I have a problem with poetry per se, but my taste runs more to the Dr. Seussian school of rhyming or the "there once was a man from Nantucket" style. And so it begins, my foray into the world of silly poetry.
There were mice in my place of work
I killed them 'cause I am a jerk
Then Dave from down the hall
Came and got rid of them all
Do you think there are more of them lurking?
To distract me when I am working
Will they haunt me for the rest of my life?
Causing distress and strife
Or am I finally free of the critters
That cause me such stress and jitters?