I was really bored today, so I decided to write a poem.
It is a poem about hardship, and the trials and tribulations that life throws at us. I am sure we can all relate, as we have all felt like this at one time or another.
Feel free to post comments.
The poem is called "Here I Sit"
HERE I SIT
Here I sit, broken hearted.
Came to shit, but only farted.
Here I sit, my bowels retarded.
I just can't seem to get them started.
Here I sit, my stool undaunted.
Sweet relief is all I wanted.
Here I sit, my rectum haunted.
I feel as if I'm being taunted.
Here I sit, with my desire to extrude.
Still the poop refuses to protrude.
Here I sit, arduously straining to obtrude.
Alas, success continues to allude.
Here I sit, absorbed in thought.
Agitated and distraught.
Here I sit, my battle's fought.
All my efforts lead to naught.
--superart