blahblahblah 2 poems by Me

blahblahblah 2 poems by Me

I have a friend
his name is sam
I don'ta knowa where to goa
nothing rymes with sam
oh yeah
Hot Damn!


Oh yay
I'm so great
I can hear the microwave in my songs
was that a dinner plate?
I must contemplate
bad poetry for a bad afternoon
wait
Its not noon
or after for a matter of fact
wait
there it goes again
The microwave in my songs
The radiation makes it wrong

I want to tell you what I'm listening to but myspace can't find anything by Ween

Clog

If blog is short for web log, what would captain's log be?
How many would he post?
How many would he look at?
How many would he add comments to?