Now At kduce.com… Poetry
Posted on February 27th, 2009 in poetry | No Comments »
I’ve been a little busy lately so I haven’t had a chance to update my blog. For the off chance that anyone is randomly going to it without me sending updates, I thought it would be a good idea to add some content. I also had an idea that since I have so much old stuff that I have written in the past that I never showed anyone, I can post it now. I used to write a ton of poems. This first one here was written I am guessing in 2002 during a long stretch of being unemployed. I have a lot from that period of time. It’s called A Girl Like You. To be honest, I don’t even think I was writing about anyone in particular. I just thought it was a funny idea. Anyway, it’s pretty much point less, but hopefully it’ll make you giggle.
A Girl Like You
If I ever had a chance to meet a girl like you
I would finally learn how to tie my shoe.
I would learn how to drive bus
And I would name my first daughter Gus.
I would stop spray-painting bad words on buildings and cars
And I would stop faking seizures while at the bars.
If I could ever have a chance to talk to a girl like you
I would start taking bubble baths in Mountain Dew.
I would throw away my favorite socks
I would have surgery to make my ears bigger than Dr. Spok’s .
For a girl like you I would wear a tight, ribbed turtle-neck
Get a job and stop collecting unemployment checks.
I may even start exercising a little bit
And stop reading Playboy while I’m taking a shit.
I would shave weird twisty designs on the side of my head
Join the circus and change my name to Milk Bone Fred
I would dance in a jar of pickles all day
But I might start doing that anyway.
Meeting a girl like you would make me a new man.
For you I would get into a fight with Jackie Chan.
I would start wearing one of those ear pieces that connects to my cell phone
And I would start wearing Listerine instead of your basic cologne
I’ll ask a flamingo if he’ll teach me how to fly
Then I’ll go to church wearing nothing but a bow tie
I don’t get chances to meet girls like you very often
But next time I do I’ll take her hand then we’ll marry down in Laughlin
I guess you’re a girl like you; have any plans for this Sunday?
Well I guess if you’re busy we could…hey wait…why are you running away?
I guess she was in a hurry…she took off in such a blur.
But boy what I wouldn’t do, to meet a girl like her.
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