UnPoetia:Under the Table

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Unpoetia logo.jpg Poetry for people who hate poetry
Sometimes I'm told by someone who's noticed,
"Fellow, you seem to compose slow.
In fact, I dare say
That with your writing pace
It's more like you're decomposing."

And it's at those times
That I'd like to surmise
I'm just a bit slow to administer
My words to a beat or my rhymes to a scheme,
But it's actually considerably sinisterer.

There's virtually never a time when I write
That my dog is not licking my balls.
It might seem crass, or obscene or absurd;
I don't care — my dog's licking my balls.

So if you see me struggling to complete
A sentence, just remember this:
I'm just distracted, content and alive
And my dog, he's a sucker for punishment.