IMMITATION (1-3)
Emily Dickenson
Time does not go onI tell gay to those that are happy nowYou will be sad –
There is no sunYou will believe me soonRobert Frost
Some say that the chicken came first
Some say the egg
Of the two, egg is the worst
So I say the chicken came first
But if it came from Winnipeg
Then it is Canadian, eh
I think they created bootleg
By the way
So, it could have been the egg
Robert Frost
I saw a man
He looked at me
He did the can-can
He danced like a bee
It was very funny
Cause he couldn’t dance
He looked like a bunny
He was in a super, crazy, psychedelic trance
FOOD POEM
Chicken is so tasty
I would rather have it than a pastry
I like it fried and rotisserie style
For it I would walk a mile
I don’t care what came first it or the egg
But for this food I am willing to beg
3RD PERSON
He opens a book
And gives it a look
On reading rainbow
His name is Lavar
With reading you can go far
On reading rainbow
LOVE POEM
My heart speeds up
Sweat begins to accumulate
I don’t know what to do
Oh no
She is coming closer
Can I barrow a pencil?
5 TERCETS
I like chicken
Its finger licking good man
No lie man
It’s so yummy
It goes down my throat
Into my tummy
I eat it
For breakfast, lunch and for dinner
Even for brunch
It’s so good
Boneless, skinless, crispy or not
But not chicken less
So eat it
With me and see why
Chicken is good
SUNDAY MORNING (6-8)
On Sunday mourning I drink my
Coffee
I think about what
Is
And what isn’t
Nasty
I like to sit in my rocking chair
Because
It is comfortable and
It
Is very sturdy and the smell
Taste
Like freshly cut grass
Like
The kind cut on a Sunday mourning, the
Dirt
And dust that gets stuck in
It
It being your nose
Eww
Sunday mourning’s
Are very boring
There is nothing to do but clean
And grab some bacon, lean
Wash my car
With some soap, a bar
Then do the dishes
Not one of my wishes
Mow the lawn
Rather be fishing at a pond
Cant do anything
Have to clean
Or deal with my mom
When she is mean
I want to play some basketball
Or hang out with friends at the mall
I hate cleaning
I want to stop
Gotta clean the floor
With a mop