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ms reluctance Apr 2020
Scratch-scratch-scratch the effing itch;
today, I really need to wash my hair.
Dry shampoo does little to tame the twitch,
scratch-scratch-scratch the effing itch.
No plans mean no washing days to switch –
it’s not like I am going to go anywhere.
Scratch-scratch-scratch the effing itch.
Today, I really need to wash my hair.
NaPoWriMo Day 12
Poetry form: Triolet
Flynn Apr 2020
End of it all

End of it all?

The end of it all

What end of it all!?

The man had a fall!
That end of it all

The man had a fall?
What man had a fall?

The man down the hall
That man had a fall

The man down the hall?
What man down the hall?

The man down the hall
Who works at the mall
He was an oddball
The man had a fall
Down there he is sprawled

Down there he is sprawled
Down where is he sprawled?

Down where is he sprawled?
At the end of the hall
The end with the stairs
as i recall

Oh that man down the hall
He WAS an oddball
...Oh ****! The man's had a fall!!!
Have the police been called?
read as quick as you can :)
Flynn Apr 2020
Day one of lockdown
So no-one is allowed out?
Whats for dinner dear... trout?
AKA day 11
Carlo C Gomez Apr 2020
There'll be a bouquet
Of finely scented words
Rolling off me tongue

Me love for you
Will then shine
Like the sun

You and I, me muffin
Shall find that
Happiness is a warm bun
Mrs Timetable Mar 2020
Social distancing
So
Deodorant optional?
No
You still gotta smell
Yourself
Unless you’re ok with that 😛
Mrs Timetable Mar 2020
My prickly underwear's
You insensitive laundry monster
Why on this big round earth
Didn’t you use more softener?


By: Evil Snarf and The ****** Poet
Laundry done wrong. On purpose!
Thoughts by Evil Snarf and written down by The ****** Poet. Alter ego writing duo. They both think they are pretty good writers. I’m not so sure.
Mrs Timetable Mar 2020
Coming from the deep
Welling up in my throat
The acid from my
Bean, cheese and onion burrito
I wish I was a goat


By:  Evil Snarf and The ****** Poet
Alter ego writing duo. Ideas from Evil Snarf and The ****** Poet writes it down
Tolani Agoro Mar 2020
These nights I stay awake are killing me

These lies I start to say are filling me

Up with depression and it’s peeling me

Down to my most hated self and it’s stripping me

To my darkest self with my darkest thoughts

What would you do if you were really me?

Would you make better decisions than silly me?

Or would you stay in the darkness where it’s hard to breathe?

Would you hold the light like comfort when it’s hard to sleep?

Or would you let the darkness take you

To sleep
  
Forever
Mrs Timetable Feb 2020
My life is an open
coloring book
Please use crayons
A little silly Friday happening
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