This Is Fun

It's the time of my life, I can't get enough
Of writing these poems, this rhymedy stuff.
When writing that Seuss piece a minute ago
I discovered to make up a word I don't know
Is easy as blubbing in light hearted stories
And rub addly dubbing in tubs with no worries.
The story can get really silly and smell
But the ending must always be happy and swell.
So if when you read this, are bubbling along
And along comes a spider in purple striped thong
You'd best not be sharing no lump-cheese with it
It will lead to undoing your life in a split
Second, but then you remember this tale
Is so stupid the author goes drekkly to jail.
nakedcrazyone nakedcrazyone
66-70, M
May 11, 2012