I'm a she! No I'm a he!
Don't you see? Don't you see?
Not a person, but a cat!
And dare I say that is that!
I always fill up my plate
with hate piled on top of hate!
Always screamin'! Always kickin'
dreaming of the Ghost Chicken!
Living in a fuzzy haze
in the nights and in the days.
Pounding rants on a blog.
Pineapple viewing in a fog.
The days are never ever sunny.
GIVE ME! GIVE ME! More, more money!
All the repugs go to hell!!!
My brain is broke. I'm not well.
The world owes me. Owes me ALL!!!
At me feet should grovel and crawl.
Provide me housing!!! Provide me feed!!!
Read my boring, ranting screed!!!
I've never done five pairs of them. I humbly
to you. Damn, you're good!
Now, I'm not only going to have to dry off the monitor from the coffee, but there's tears in my keyboard, and I have to find my asthma inhaler (laughing hard incites attacks)!
On edit, Spalshdown, you get a H5 as well as Chuck, for your use of two other forms of poetry to illustrate the madness that is the subway *****.