What it says in the title
|I decided to become a worthy writer
And my, is that my missing talent yonder?
My grammar mistakes decided to wave as they pass me by,
I will not be responsible for the meltdown or the shrill cry!
Had I been born with a genius level intellect for sure,
I would not consider going back to gradeschool at all.
Contemplating whether my worst fear would be Billy the bully,
Or avoiding P.E. religiously while being called a ninny,
By some pre-teen punks who by some miracle survive,
The recess without losing an eye, yet prefer to imbibe
Chocolate milk with cookies and believe they are the boss,
While I drink my bitter coffee, thinking about weight loss
And since flippancy is my middle name, I might add
A deluxe sandwich happens to go down my throat , how sad…
That I did not have mustard or ketchup or at least some salt.