THE DIGESTIVE SONG

By the nightingale I feel tempted
to state how grateful is my heart
altho’ no words shall be needed
after such a solid fart

Like the fairest flower's blossom
right at the full moon’s light
guess what else shall hence open
on this clear and starry night

ABOUT FANATISM

Take a handful of the stars
that shine up above.
Then shove‘em up your arse
for your nation, for your love.

TORNADO

"Tornado blue"
It says on a pen.
Pen that I bought
under false pretenses
along with an eraser
that makes typoes
look even worse.

Karma's bitch, folks... ^_^

PACIFIST

I am a pacifist
but I ever take it light.
Once I brought a missile launcher
to a pillow fight.

THE MIDDLE ONE

I’ll show you the finger
just for the sake of rhyme.
The one that tends to linger
even-though it isn’t mine.

SCRRAWWL

I take a pen and try,
to give things flavor,
even add a bit of thyme,
just silly and desperate
to find anything, of a rhyme.

Sick and drinking medicine
of ginger and clove,
enjoying stuffed sinus,
mild headache and love.

This poem of no consistence,
or a meaning what so ever,
if you are really enjoying this,
stop and put your *** together…