I have written the ultimate love song
it was the braggadocio cad, Sir Edward
He thinks his words are golden laced with silver
Some of us yawn, I may have giggled
He plays his song for us, which is no surprise.
It is amazingly tender, romantic and well-written.
You did not write that! Accuses his sister.
Sibling rivalry is in full swing, so we scatter.
Categories:
braggadocio, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
have small *****,
will travel in big truck,
have small *****,
will blare big ass stereo,
have small *****,
will boast & blather
about one’s supposed
exploits in public,
as if have the *****town
in which they reside,
has been wooed overnight
by this man of the hour,
this playa who has to get a
new belt, because it’s all
notched out.
& if a small ***** is not
the case…perhaps he’s
got the biggest schlong in
the whole empire, perhaps
he has to wear extra large
pants so he can roll up that
thing & drop it down in,
perhaps he just likes big
trucks & perhaps he just
likes his music loud---
even then, it doesn’t make
blacking out during what
he wants us to believe is
the big moment, forgetting
the name of the unfortunate
young woman in question &
the runaway from her abode
when he came to (cause’
apparently she wasn’t all
what he thought she had been
with them beer goggles on)
anymore respectable, interesting
or worth pondering or debating
for more than a second,
because nothing reveals pool of
insecurity deeper than the ocean,
than the spouting words of an
attention whore.
Categories:
braggadocio, life,
Form: Free verse
There are too many people whose favorite trick,
Is to preach, "Walk softly and carry a big stick."
But, in practice, they arrogantly sing Yankee Doodle
And stomp around loudly, but carry a wet noodle
Categories:
braggadocio, confusion, funny, people,
Form: I do not know?