Find Your Own Party Jerks! Poem by Frances M
Find Your Own Party Jerks!
Like moths to the bulb
they arrive.
Their beady eyes scan the room for traces of alcohol
They change the song and-
start to dance like faceless zombies.
Play ping pong with the lightbulbs
and smash the cupboard doors,
they decorate the walls with glowsticks
and leave chewing gum on the floor.
Then they float away
empty bubbles
leaving a soapy mass of destruction behind.
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