Irritating Ivan liked to irk and vex
Especially irritating our Great Aunt Hex
Ignore him said her husband, laid-back uncle Dex
Not knowing that Ivan was Aunt Hex’s ex
Afflicted by a sore throat,
Being unable to think of anything else,
Carley was in a
Despicable
Enthrallingly
Fearsome
Gloriously
Hedonic
Injured
Jumpy
Knife-like
Lethargic
Mood.
Please do not annoy me today.
Best yet to quietly sneak away.
I took a sleeping pill too late.
So waking up I did so hate.
I am in no mood to be nice at all.
My glass of milk spilled down a wall.
My favorite blouse had a spill on the front.
Someone called me a little runt.
Please do not annoy me today.
Best to quietly sneak away.
Answers!
You know Yah and s it for me to feel this way
Today
I felt some type of way
I don't want to mess things up
I never asked you to pass this cup
All I ask is for you to help me to press on
Moving on to the next chapter
In my life
How long
What must I do
To be patient with this
A kiss I miss
On the sensual sensation of my lips
What do I say today
It seems so strick
I see you love me of course
Is it really dangerously in love
Matters drops on the floor
More information my diary is filling up
I never asked why
Never to pass my cup!
Help me smother this irritation ~ with lines and punctuations ~
Feed me pronouns ~ to drown incompetent sounds ~
Nouns to block inevitable frowns ~ verbs to calm nerves ~
Synonyms to perpetuate and penetrate minds ~ antonyms to reiterate in rhyme~
Give me a vocabulary of words to express my perturb ~ why must people be so absurd
Lay
Avenged never by bloodshed yet seeing red
Never harming another yet thinking dark
Growing harder to control and feeling stark
Raving mad while pure rage unfolds
Yes it is taking over reason and rationality
Maybe these too will soon pass, be replaced
And yet love can be too late, without grace
Nodding silently to fury's haunting will
Letters he's written yet never able to seal
Ordinarly it's not his personality to steal
Serenity from those who are content
Eerily as of late he's been hell bent
Sadly, more so with every season
I've warned you now that wrath takes its toll
Tangibly irritating everyones spirit, and soul
Call this country the united states
Of Donald trumph Oprah Winfrey
And bill gates
And the country that has so much hate
And so little faith
And the city of brotherly love
Is the city of money sex thugs and drugs
Robbing and stealing all for the same money
That says in God we trust
The government means torment
The decisions that are made are made without us
Many are offended by Gods name except when they take His name in vain
This judicial system is a joke basically its a hoax
They'll hang glide you
They're luciferians washing,the devils back
Gave drugs to blacks
This conspiracy is a fact
Man we got jacked
While their pockets got fat
Gave us just enough slack
So it wont look too obvious and suspicious
That's what has been going government
Better known as the devilment
Rubber band burning
Sandpaper against my teeth
Bagpipes warming up
By Robb A. Kopp
I've thought about it quite a bit.
Just what could get me in a snit?
I'm sometimes sad and often glad,
But seldom can you make me mad.
Road rage does not apply to me.
I follow the rules, let others be,
Take no umbrage at another's rudeness,
I smile and over-look his crudeness.
Though when my files have been defiled
By a virus, that can get me riled.
I'd like to be the judge and jury
Of the fiend who put me in this fury,
By causing me this grief and pain
For the fun of it or his own gain.
I'd throw him in a cell to stay,
Lock the door and throw the key away.
If that's not punishment enough,
I'd open his files and spoil his stuff.
Written for Michael's contest
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