Journal of a Spaced-Out Brain -poetry-

Skittle #15

Here I sit beside my bed,
Random thoughts inside my head,
It doesn't matter what is said,
Still, you must read on.

Did you know I once had a sore?
Cancer! Don't have it anymore,
My doctor hollowed out the core,
I hope it will stay gone.

Once had a dog named Ike,
I taught him how to ride a bike,
That's a lie I said to psych,
you into reading on.

There's nothing more I have to say,
All my thoughts have gone away,
I hope you have a pleasant day,
In other words, "Write on!"