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I Write Poetry

Ok this one is weird. I just said screw it and wrote down what came to mind. Weird things happened.

I'm a very hungry unicorn
with one eye and a horn.
I eat things made of tea,
then I have to pee.
I'm a spider made of dust.
Sometimes I eat some rust.
When I do it's really bad,
I get so terribly sad.
Now I'm a Russian who bombed the sun,
I told them all they better run.
I got grape juice on my shirt,
and my wife wears a skirt.
I'm a giant rat with an apetite,
On Friday nights I like to fight.
Oh my God here comes a Cat.
Now my guts just went splat!
Now the cat is full of DECON...
his owner wonders where he's gone.
Now the unicorn freezes in space,
He really hates this place.
Am I a unicorn who is very dead?
Or am I a poet fucked in the head?
Interesting 🤔

 
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