Morning poem
okay, i didn't write this, i found it online and thought it was funny.
I woke early one morning,
The earth lay cool and still
When suddenly and tiny bird
Perched on my window sill,
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay,
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun,
It seemed his very trilling,
Brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed,
Then gently shut the window
And crushed his fvcking head.
I'm not a morning person.
The earth lay cool and still
When suddenly and tiny bird
Perched on my window sill,
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay,
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun,
It seemed his very trilling,
Brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed,
Then gently shut the window
And crushed his fvcking head.
I'm not a morning person.
5 Comments
awesome poem....its cool in kinda a sad way haha...great write...
good thing you found it haha
aw it was like all happy....
and then u killed it....
nice XD lol
awww....poor birdie.....i'm a morning person myself....
haha nice and R.I.P birdie, im not a morning person either, but if I saw you kill an animal, then I'd have to kill you muahaha no but id prolly beat you up :)