Both the parents left to go to dinner.
They were gone for some hours. That’s what they did.
However they left with minds of sinners.
They wanted to get away from their kid!!
His screaming drove them mad so they both fled.
Silence they were after. And they got it.
Pleased with peace and quiet and no sore heads.
They forgot all about the little shit.
Meanwhile the kid never left his room.
Scary nightmares made him cower in fright.
Totally scared he sensed impending doom.
With no parents he won’t get through the night
The parents went away to have some fun
And the frightened kid waited for the sun-
?? September 1999
An archive of sonnet poetry collating two decades of material written by a nutter.
Thursday, September 30, 1999
Wednesday, September 29, 1999
I hate my writer's class
This is a writer's class. All is not well
Sure I get to say what I want to say
This hole is the equivalent of hell
"We are going to write poetry today"
Says a teacher who demands better stuff
We go to work and then read read what we've done
A scary guy says life is very tough
A half dead girl talks about being gone
A total nut talks about destruction
Some stinker spends his time bagging losers
An irritable speaks his observations
A giggling bitch talks of hunky boozers
A blonde reads her work which leaves mine for dead
As feelings of failure invade my head
?? September 1999
Sure I get to say what I want to say
This hole is the equivalent of hell
"We are going to write poetry today"
Says a teacher who demands better stuff
We go to work and then read read what we've done
A scary guy says life is very tough
A half dead girl talks about being gone
A total nut talks about destruction
Some stinker spends his time bagging losers
An irritable speaks his observations
A giggling bitch talks of hunky boozers
A blonde reads her work which leaves mine for dead
As feelings of failure invade my head
?? September 1999
Tuesday, September 28, 1999
Tragedy
Two houses both alike in dignity
In fair Hobart College we lay our scene
Through ancient grudge break to new mutiny
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean
My friends will not betray me or kill me
That's what I believe. Therefore I have none
Wimps attack the lone sheep. That's plain to see
I was bombarded - equal to a tonne
Bullets fly rapidly. Into my heart
Evil grinning faces. They laugh. They lear
Looking forward to a brand new start?
No chance! I'm hated becuase I'm in fear
No ending here of this story of woe
Sadder than Juliet and Romeo
?? September 1999
In fair Hobart College we lay our scene
Through ancient grudge break to new mutiny
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean
My friends will not betray me or kill me
That's what I believe. Therefore I have none
Wimps attack the lone sheep. That's plain to see
I was bombarded - equal to a tonne
Bullets fly rapidly. Into my heart
Evil grinning faces. They laugh. They lear
Looking forward to a brand new start?
No chance! I'm hated becuase I'm in fear
No ending here of this story of woe
Sadder than Juliet and Romeo
?? September 1999
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