Poetry

Sean Boyle

Jennifer Wagner

Eng1B T-TH; 9:20-10:40

Dec 13, 2012

Poetry Slam

Poetry Slam

“Pee on the Seat Guy”

I really hate this guy, he gets on my nerves

Ill tell you who he is, this little jerk.

Hey, Dude. Why you peeing in the stall?

I guess you must have missed these empty urinals.

Or maybe your ashamed (beeooop ) or

Have a problem with your stream?

I guess it must be both cause

You’ve pissed all over the seat.

I pray that youre just as sloppy when

When you shimmy and shake

That you don’t even notice that your

Pants look like Urination Lake.

I hope you have a speech in your next class

So everyone can laugh at your seat pissing

Pissy pants Ass.

I hate you dude, I really hate you bro.

And Id totally use another bathroom

If I wasn’t turtle heading a breakfast burrito.

Deadman’s Hand

I have Three faces That I see each night

They’ve never met eachother, Except in my mind.

The face I loved, her brown eyes And hair

She’s no longer here but she’s always there.

I let her go as I anteed for her play

My other two faces had pushed her away.

The Face I fell, you wish me the worst

For we ended our quarrel, In dust and bloody dirt.

We left our red battle, One standing one still

But you always raise the stakes Against my free will.

Tha Face I failed, you bring such pain

An orchestra of guilt that never Goes away.

I failed you one time, but once was enough

Cause you place your bet every night, You never bluff.

My three faces they’ve never met

Except in my dreams ,To place their ghostly bets.