It was a tedious pile,
A tall stack that could take awhile,
Past midnight I stayed up,
Feeding on only reese's peanut butter cups,
Scribbling on pieces of paper,
Trying to run away from them like an escaper,
Dozing off ever so many times,
Waking up to noisy chimes,
They were all due the very next day,
They were all taking up my time in every way,
I hate this bucket-load of work,
I thought I could finish them with a smirk!
YOU ARE READING
The Stack Of Unwanted Papers
PoetryThis is another one of my poetry books! It has a couple of free verse poetry, and normal ones. It is predominately composed of funny, and weird poems to feed my obsession(I know bit of a contrast of my previous book!). Hope yall enjoy this collectio...
