Weird Poetry Day

I rarely write poetry. And when I do, it's usually pretentious crap. But when sitting on the grass today, waiting for my dad to pick me up, these... things happened.


My Toes are Pretty

My toes are pretty
Not long and bony
Like on those anorexic phonies

My toes are pretty
Not short and stubby
Even though I'm a little tubby

My toes are pretty
My toes are as pretty
as this rhyme makes no sense


Public Bathroom

Oh public bathroom
So filthy
So stinky
Who used you?
And abused you?
Poor thing