Still thinking for the right words to say,
and still nothing comes to mind.
It may come to mind that this sounds like a ballad.
Alas, it is true, but my poem cannot give you the time of day,
it is true that the right words are hard to find.
I don't like ballads; if I had one it would be about salad.
You're looking for some sort of play on words,
You're waiting for a clever bind in concept.
Your going to have to ask a mallard for a better read.
"What's a mallard?" you ask? It is a bird,
If you are going to read this, at least know this and how to percept.
Go find some stupid bread to feed it!
Now I'm just going on about something useless,
you probably think of me as schitzo.
Haha! No joke.
To your dismay, the mallard's salsd is fruitless,
and you don't have to remind me so.
The doctors decide when they can poke.
And so spoke the mallard...
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lol! wow. i like it XD
lawl!
A Poem
i was bored so don't laugh. laugh at the mallard crap if you want, but not at my stupidity!Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
