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Sunday, November 14, 2004


   November Schmovember . . .
Essays. Latin. Yada yada yada. I'm gonna gripe in a more elaborate way tonight . . . . . it'll mix things up . . .


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So yes, it's been a few years now,
and now I'm pretty sure,
the eleventh months just suck somehow,
they're much worse than they were.

The sky is grey, the air is cold,
and water showers down,
wet, smelly bus and dripping coat,
they're bound to make one frown.

As said above the big bad school
is tryin' to kick my ass;
essays, quizzes, to make a fool
of me who wants to pass.

Let's not forget three years ago,
when once a girl I had,
then stress and school made her stress 'no',
which left me stressing bad.

It's not all bad I guess, I think,
for brother's birthday's then,
but honestly, to make that link
stretches as hard I can . . .

It's not just me, it's you guys too,
who feel November's squeeze,
it makes me feel all over blue
to see you sunk to knees.

It's so unfair, it irks my ire,
I wish it'd disappear,
You all deserve souls bright with fire,
not sorrow, ache, and tear.

If only I could rip it off
and end this poisoned moon,
but three more weeks still want to scoff
that it will not end soon.

So yeah, I'm down, I do not hide
the discontent within,
and now to end tonight's rough ride . . . . .

. . . . . November, you're pissing me off! Leave me and my friends alone already! Asshole!!!


(I haven't written in verse at this website in a while. I figured now was as good a time as any . . . cheers.)

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