She’s as pure as filtered water
Her face is as white as copy paper
Her hands are as smooth as a ceramic vase
Her nails as red as the fire alarm
Her hair is like shredded paper
Her eyes blue like the Windows screen saver
She’s as beautiful as a vending machine
And as hot as the microwave
Her temper is as quick as the employees at four
Her hatred cold as the coffee
Her soul is as empty as the handicap parking spot
Her mind is as sharp as tacks
Her laugh is as startling as the sound of the fax machine
She’s the Pam to my Jim
She’s my office romance
Author's Note:
This one I was just having a good time lol
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Mostly Funny Poems
PoetryThese are some poems I wrote for a Creative Writing class. Most of them are bad, but also hilarious so if you're in the mood for reading the first poems I've ever written then here they are. Enjoy!
