PointofView

PointofView

Most
of what you do is crape~. Eye am well rounded.

You
make too many mistakes and waste too many time.

Eye
try too hard to make you happy.

You
are consistently below average. No they are all OVER achievers.

You
will never climb the ladder of success. Eye like it on the bottom
rung. Wait what is a ladder rung.? Eye have heard this all mye life
and so we will become a writer poet now. Eye assume this is meaning
the part that is stepped on to clime the ladder. Could it mean a
ladder ring? A sound. The sweet sound of success. Remember when the
games became synonymous with losing and defeat. They portrayed the
skiers crashing instead of laughing at the finish line they were
somewhere on the middle ladder ringing ears in painful memory of
there defeet crashing in the snow. When eye am eating OceanBites®
eye am biting the Oceans’ back or biting the Ocean back. Or
fighting back he chewed the Ocean’s bites. OR fighting back he
chewed the Ocean’s bits. Eye never skied up in the air off a
ramp and deliberately tempted GOD to let me fly. Eye would look down
and frown at my Chest to see iff there was a Large Red S there upon
mye chest of drawers is where eye left it. Can Clark Kent Fly perhaps
perhaps knot. Knautical miles at Sea BisQuit is rounding the Turn
that radio down. Does a poem have to rhyme or is it prose’s a
question. Launch today was fishy. Perhaps eye will laugh at mye own
jokes since eye am sitting silently. Eye wish that eye could bottle
this and sell it. TO all the free world and all the ships at sea and
Mother MCGillicuttying the fish is frying pan. It’s all in how
ewe look at mye point of view.