Graffiti (standard:poetry, 208 words)
Author: Red XIII	Added: May 10 2004	Views/Reads: 3306/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The tables in the college library. A co-operative poem by Ben Reeves and myself.

Life's not worth it? Get a grip, 

Who thinks Jordan's really fit? 

McDs or BK: Who's best? 

In the end, there's no contest, 

Michael Schumie wins again, 

One day someone else might gain, 

The pros of wearing contacts, 

But I can't find the right facts, 

For my history essay, 

To be handed in next day, 

She loves him and all that crap, 

Got told off for a slight tap, 

Can't breath without being told, 

I am scared of growing old, 

Jimmy was 'ere, yeah so what? 

The Queen killed Di in a plot. 

Comrade John teaches quite well, 

About left wings, go to hell! 

Salesie and Ben don't get on, 

Have they done anything wrong? 

Macs are better than PCs, 

Fuck off, that's a joke, oh please! 

Rich loves Jaz, STEPO you prick, 

I just told you, stupid dick! 

Law exams are hard, you know, 

The highest I got? Zero! 

Did you know I'm six foot two? 

I must be taller than you, 

England, England all the way, 

Tony Blair is really gay, 

War in Iraq is not right, 

You think I'm wrong? Want a fight? 

Pics of abuse are so fake, 

Really simple, I could make! 

Graffiti does in my head, 

This is what the table said! 


Tweet