[Abeguy]

hey people, out of the sheer fun of it, I'm now going to write some random, un-premeditated, improvised poetry. I've learned that I have a knack for it.



Abeguy writes poetry
Abeguy writes poetry, as you've read above
these are not about cars, tractors, or love
instead these are thought from the top of my head.
no need for backspace, for I'm already ahead.

These poems are for reading, for seeing through eyes.
But not exactly for laughing till you clutch your sides.
They are more for letting steam out, putting my heart on my sleeve.
I'm going to write these till I take my leave.

Abeguy writes poetry, cause he's bored through and through.
I'm tired of this boredom so I'll throw it to you.
Not all poems that follow this one will be like this, I'm sure.
But for getting rid of boredom, writing poetry's a cure.

Ode to an idiot
Ode to an idiot, a moron, a turd.
Most of you have all heard of him, his names more than a word.
This poems about Dino, the monster, the freak.
The guy who had a new identity every frikkin week.

As every incarnation, he insulted, he'd boo,
Most all of us hated his guts, wanted to throw him the shoe.
For all we know he's gone now, not to be heard of again,
But he might be back as Dusan, or Mutual friend.

If not then we are safe now, as safe as can be.
But we still need to watch out for he's very...stealthy.
So now, all my friends, this poem here is done.
But beware, for my boredom has only begun.



I'll be back with more later, I'm gonna take a bath