In the world's biggest collection
of pogs, there is not one pog
As beautiful as my dog
Nor has there ever been a hog
As beautiful as my dog
Nor e'er a frog upon its log
Not even its youngest pollywog
As comely as my dog.
And so I make my dog eggnog
I write about her in my blog
I take her with me when I jog
Drunk on grog, all agog,
Lost in fog, slipped a cog,
I snuck into the synagogue
With my beautiful dog.
Categories:
pogs, beauty, dog, drink, games,
Form: Rhyme
Sometimes I can't believe it
It all happened so fast
Real life is truly here
Just who is that looking at me in the mirror?
How come these bills are addressed to my name?
It's like I went to sleep and woke up
And I'm all grown up
Sometimes I miss the days
When your crush had cooties, not STDs
And afternoons were spent climbing trees
And it's hard to grasp our age
Who's that man calling you "his wife"?
How come that little girl just called you Dad?
It's like I went to sleep and woke up
And we're all grown up
Sometimes the kids today
Make me feel so old when they say
They've never heard of Kurt Cobain
But I know that we're better
Cause we could fix our Nintendo in just one blow
And we all figured this out sans Twitter
It's like I went to sleep and woke up
And I'm all grown up
I remember the stupid things
Pogs and Goosebump books
Playlists were mixtapes on cassettes
And Friday nights meant TGIF on ABC
Nickelodeon was our only obsession
Friend requests were made in person
And they still showed music videos on MTV
It's like I went to sleep and woke up
And it's a different world - Nothing's the same
Cause we're all grown up
Categories:
pogs, funny, nostalgiame, sleep,
Form: Prose Poetry
busy as the humans seemed to be ,they crashed slashed and sauntered all
around me
like the true pirates of the earth ,they claim,they brag they breathe
theyre waste supports us the vermon they claim
as we slither and wither in signs of hotter days
we are the meek we sing .living in our little pogs untouchable because were
considered nothing of value just the turn you breathe.
kingchazz
Categories:
pogs, education, imagination, introspection,
Form: I do not know?