Darn it, 
Darn it, 
Why am I saying darn it?


Darn it,
Darn it, 
Why am I so mad?


Darn it,
Darn it ...



DARN IT!!

On Friday's song,
I heard a dong,
At saturday night,
I had a fight,
At sunday school,
we sang a rule,
A monday morning,
I was moaning,
On tuesday morning,
School was boring,
In wednesday noon,
Was it an afternoon?
At thursday night,
I finished this random day poem and had a delight.

Mr fish,
what do you wish?
My name is not fish but mr. Dish.
and I wish that you would wish that I was a fish.
Well I wish that you were a fish.
Am I Finished?

 

Potato,
the word feels nice,
Potato.

The lovely taste of original chips,
Oh my dear potato.

How would the world be without potato, potato?
Am I seriously talking to a potato, potato?
Oh my gosh, potato!
Why am I talking to you, potato?
Why can't I stop saying potato, potato?
Why potato, why are you doing this to me, potato?
Why is this poem getting so random, potato?
Oh, I regret saying all those nice things about you, potato!
Hey stop it, potato!
Seriously!
Hey I didn't say potato there!
Oh yes you caught me, I just said it again.

This limerick doesn't make any sense but it is still a poem.

There once was a turtle called hi,
who ate everything but pie,
she ate a small piece of cake,
not knowing she was at the lake,
and the whole thing fell off the sky.