They say that Life's A Zoo
and i guess that it is true,
because i walk across a Zebra
To confront the Elephant In The Room
And it's None Of My Beeswax,
that highschool is full of Female Dogs,
It's all just Monkey Business,
like a Bull In A China Shop.
Now i'm Laughing Like A Hyena,
And Clapping Like A Seal.
But if Polly Wants A Cracker?
This had better not be real.
And why, when I am Grizzly,
am i just like a Bear?
I bet it all started when that
blonde broke baby's chair.
She has the Memory Of A Goldfish,
and children every where.
(the other trait she shares with Bunnies
apart from her silky hair.)
Her car? Now it's a fancy one,
Gifted with real Horse Power
Like a Bat Out Of Hell, it can Run Like The Wind,
at any given hour.
Regardless of all, if you try to Cage me,
you'd better pray that you'll be alright.
Me? I'll grow old, wither and die,
Unlike the things that go Bump In The Night.
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PoetryPoems and short stories about my life. Sometimes quirky, sometimes sad, always true. (All my poems have been shifted here...in case somebody somewhere was wondering...)