What's the use of being
A monitor of order
If you whine like a baby
That I shouldn't even holler?
Do you want me to step right up
And screw myself over
Slamming my fist on the board
To get your voices to lower?
I believe I did my duty
That one sunny Thursday
But you say I didn't do it fully?
How about I knock you into Friday?
I shall give you a piece of my mind,
But look over there! Someone then cries!
What other way am I supposed to find
So I can avoid making you into rice?
I will then shout. 'bUt iT'S nOT NEcEsSAry!'
I will just make a loud sound. 'cALM dOWN, hIKaRI!'
Shall I get a sailor mouth? 'omG YoU'RE iN TRouBLe!!11!'
Then shall I recite a poem to grind y'all into rubble?
You act like you're the reasonable one here
So MaNy InVaLId ARguMents to FeAR!!1!
It just makes me feel guilt and heartbreak
When will you ever grow up, for my and your sake?
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good thing it's a Thursday with no classes now I can release all my school stress into one poem
YOU ARE READING
New Folder ▪Drabbles
RandomWelcome to my folder. This is where I dump random story and poem ideas that come into my head. Some might have enough power to spark a full book, however, some doesn't seem just right to me as a full-length story, eventually leaving them as oneshots...
