"Camel identity
Worth ink"
Now if anyone can figure out what the hell that means, I would be more than interested to know!
Speaking of which, why do poems have to be so cryptic? Why can't you just have a good old fashioned poem where you don't need to crack a code? Like, oh I don't know....this one I just wrote...
Buttocks, buttocks
They're so great
Sat on by a buttock
That's my fate
This poem represents my premonition of dying by accidentally being sat on by a fat person.
Also, poets should have to explain their poems. The way I just did. Cause I'm cool.
Buttocks.
3 comments:
I promise I will not sit on you.
I thank you, but I'm pretty sure I wouldn't die from you sitting on me. It's the huge buttocked I have to look out for XD
good one...keep it up
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