Well a few of my funny poems, because it suddenly struck me that too much of philosophy is not good for anyone's health:
Pitter patter it flows,
like a gurgling stream it flows,
drip drip it leaks,
when i leave the place, of urine the place reeks.
I know, but it was at the spur of the moment and you really cant help it now, can you? here goes one more:
The wind blows through my hair,
the scent of maple fresh in the air,
then i look up at the baby blue sky,
bird shit drops down on me from up high!
I repeat....these poems are funny! (please please please let them be!)
