184. I Have A Very Bad Stomach Poem by Jaden Knight

184. I Have A Very Bad Stomach



I have a very bad stomach
it would rather be in a bed
instead it's inside my body
waiting impatiently to be fed

I also have a terrible ear
it won't listen it would rather swear
but that is not the worst thing
unfortunately it's one of a pair

My left arm is not what it should be
it is more weak than strong
my funny bone keeps trying to tell my wrist jokes
but is always getting them wrong

My hair is apparently thick
it got thrown out of school
now it wants to cry again
because my eyes called it a fool

Apparently I have a dirty mind
you got to be having a laugh
mine loves to clean itself
and fall asleep in the bath

My memory is random and crazy
it seems to go now and then
it won't let me ever remember
now what was I saying again? ?

Saturday, January 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Humour
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