Monday, April 4, 2016

Insult Poem

Insult Poem
2 Four-Line Stanzas 

From the minute you walked in,
You sat down with you're ugly grin.
No matter how much they're paying,
We still don't know what you're saying.

Sittin' there with that disgusting hair,
It's like you tried to get by with a scare.
It's like you couldn't yell any louder.
No one really allowed her.

Haiku

No one really cares
We don't speak your whack language
You should just give up.

1 comment:

  1. I loved your insults, they were good.
    The hair one was totally true.
    You should be more descriptive, if you could.
    The person you wrote about makes me want to swallow a cashew.

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