Short Grossed Poems
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Studying Each Fundamental
What we learned from studying each fundamental
Ended up being a terrible case which was mental;
Out were grossed,
After diagnosed;
We seemed to be so sad by becoming sentimental.
Jim Horn
horse flies are so neat
they taste with their feet
oh isn’t that sweet?
this can barely be beat…
so now what do they eat?
everything except for concrete
is my soup tasty to their feet?
Now I am too grossed out to eat.
I once sat myself...on the toilet
"Twas relieved" but something had spoiled it
I was grossed-out...with fear
When a hair hung...from there
Yuk! Wonder what it was...that I bit
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5-1-2020
I was 16 when I had my first kiss
It was not anything special
or what I had imagined
When he put his tongue in my mouth
it kinda grossed me out
I even yelled and chewed him out because
I had always thought my first kiss
would be better than this
I'm compelled to do right
Even if others are wrong
I can't play stupid games
I've done this before...
I'm compelled to be right
Though I'm living with lies
The bright light emanates
Yet I'm not blind to see truth
I'm compelled to do right
Even if it's for a show
This circus disppoints me
Though I need to get along
I'm compelled to be right
Because I was told to
Grossed out with the system
But still I'm forced to...
LeiStrauss2019
A bumpy toad jumped on my nose and refused to get off.
I tried to gross him out, much phlegm I garnered in a cough.
He was determined and held on tightly with his webbed toes.
I was irritated because after all, it is my own private nose.
Come help me! I yelled to a bat in the belfry below.
He came up and bit the toad on his middle little toe.
The toad bit him back, actually sliced off his head with his teeth.
I was really grossed out when I saw what was underneath.
Something really grossed me out
While walking down the street;
A stranger cleared his throat and spat,
Just inches from my feet.
I think it is illegal
To just cough up phlegm and spit.
In society, it’s something
We should really not permit.
There once were signs in subway cars
Announcing prohibitions:
Loud radios and spitting
Both had fines for inhibitions.
Some people, though, do what they want
No matter who’s around.
I guess I should be grateful
That that spit stayed on the ground.