Friday, August 22, 2008

Another Post Because Pam's Not Home Yet

This is post 2 tonight.

A poem for the one I love.

She cleans the house
She mops the floor
She cooks the meals
And so much more

She's way too good
For a guy like me
I'm glad I made
Her marry me

I'm not as bad
As I make me sound
I do things too
When I'm around

But without her
I'm a hat with no bill
I suppose that would make me
A skull cap

That last stanza
Did not rhyme
Tony Danza
Simply sublime

And now I'm making
Up these phrases
I should be baking
Doughnuts with glazes

But then again
I know I will not
A dorsal fin
Was on the fish I caught

Now I stop
With this silly poem
My wife is HOT
I want her home

2 comments :

Jake Rohde said...

Joel for U.S. Poet Laureate! Seriously, this was probably the best poem I've read in four or five years. I'm not sure if that's a testament to your writing skills, or to the fact that I haven't read any poetry in four or five years...

Jake Rohde said...

When I type in those weird-looking letters on the computer to verify that I'm not a machine trying to spam your blog, my computer does that little drop-box thing where it tries to guess what I'm about to write. It's always WAY off.