Poems !!

Due to our poetry study at school my imaginative juices have started to run again. Either it was that or it was the sheer boredom of maths but i have composed this lovely poem. The subject of the poem is shelley and i .

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I can't cook
But nor can you.


Please post your lovely pieces of poetry or anything else you have come up with xD.

Ever since he was born,
Sean loved to watch porn
on the lawn
at dawn.

lee's version of the previous poem (yes i'm highly unoriginal)

Ever since he was born,
Sigmund loved to watch porn,
he fucked on the lawn
and was dead by dawn.
(it was Chlamydia)...

Jess:

I'm sitting here wondering
if you'd ever forgive me.
I did not mean to eat you
It's just that you were so tasty.
Your blood dribbled down my chin
And onto my lap.
Now I'm wondering
if it'd be worth the trouble
You'd give me
if I ate your brain.

It started off as Sunday
Wasted the day,
Moved to Monday
Sat in front of the computer,
Burning my eyes
Good gracious it's Tuesday
Slept the day away
Flipped over the calendar
Revealed it was Wednesday
School dragged another page off
Thursday came too soon
Went back to bed,
Too tired to open my eyes
Checked my phone
Showed it was Friday
Dreaded the next day
For it was tutoring.
Stayed awake the whole night
Trying to stop the sun coming up
I was too late.
Sister told me it was Saturday
Brain melted from maths
Wished it was Sunday.

I do believe my brain has melted,
but where did the headache come from?
Not from my head, for I have no brain.
Not from my body for I have no ache.
Perhaps it was another who gave me this pain.

School has melted my brain,
and the tests have not come yet.
It must be the all that work
that I never seem to do
Damn those teachers, bloody jerks.

Or maybe it's just me
Complaining and whingeing.
But damn it all!
Despite all this thinking,
I still have the bloody headache.