Poems from THE CROW
HELLO. I think that poetry should rhyme. If it doesn't rhyme, it's just talk. Poetry should be a celebration not a conversation. - The Crow
I was walking in the woods one day
In the merry month of May (couldn't resist)
I was smoking a fatty
Hey, what can I say
I stopped by...
Woke up this morning sweating
Laying in a wet spot
The heat must be on high
Cause this house is freakin hot
I look out the window
The sky...
The time has come
To put the nonsense aside
I've waited all day
Now it's time to get high
So, I lock the door
And I load the bong
Turn on...
Laying in the bed
With my girl last night
Trying to get some booty
But she's putting up a fight
She said "Leave me alone,
and let me...
At first I didn't see you
When I walked into the place
But then I heard you laugh
And saw your ugly face
You didn't recognize me
Forgot...