So here I sit with crumbs of my intellect scattered about
Stupidity comes easily and I'm ugly and stout
I cant find a friend that doesn't want something from me
And I live in this dump and I'm just to lazy to flee
My life is a mess and I spend lots of time in my bed
My banks always calling cause my accounts in the red
I drive an old clunker that's near out of gas
My landlords complaining and giving me sass
Other than that I'm doing just fine
Don't you wish your life was as great as mine?
For the Bad Poem contest..