Truly Bad Poetry (Mine)

–It Kind of Rhymes–

Yesterday was a sick day.
That’s not very nice.
I lay in bed all day long
Not even eating rice.
Ice cream sounded painful,
Cookies are a crock.
I’d pay someone some money
To bash in my head with a rock.

–Sub Haiku–

Taught first grade today.
How many tears can they shed?
Can’t blame their hormones.

–It Doesn’t Rhyme, But it’s True–

Gas costs $4/gallon,
So I think I’ll just stay home
Forever and watch Jimmy Fallon
Sing TV theme songs on YouTube.

–Grooming Haiku–

All my fingernails
Were the same length for nine days.
Then I did dishes.

–Time, She’s a’Slipping (FreeForm)–

The baby boy is only eight.
But still, he was assigned
To watch the presidential debate
And write down what color tie everyone wore.

The Homework piles up higher and higher
But not as high as the university catalogs that keep filling
Our mailbox and Kid 1’s bedroom floor.

Leaves are falling and yellowing and crunching
And I like October, okay?

–Stress–

We have some,
around here,
and it’s kind of hard
to deal with it
sometimes.