Short Skits Poems

so this one time i was just at home with my friends
and we just decided that we would pretend
that our group was no group
but a theater troupe
and we got up and made up a play

we danced and we sang
and we laughed like a gang
of sailors do when they drink
we sat on the floor 
and we thought up some more
little skits just to do when we're bored...

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Penning wrangled mime
and wared out of my skits,
I’m poked in serspiration,
My mind’s in fisted twits.

It’s not the way I spike to leak;
I’ve turned to try it down.
Still I'm rilled with florious grime,
so nothing dings me brown.

We poets are a lazy crot,
voiling with turds and worse.
Roping with the fools of corm,
dinditions so reverse.

A hong lot toke in the sub
might dude me a girl of wood.
Or how about a bun at the reach?
Well, I can’t wet a gay, but I should....

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