Why don't you go outside?
You thorn in my side.
Not like we take,
Your hang out space,
We don't make,
Walking dangerous,
The roads are fabulous!
Not like 38,824 are lost,
Per year.
8,000 hit,
One per 66 minutes.
So minute.
Out of 8 billion,
What's such little?
Stop being so fickle.
So stay inside.
Why do you stay inside?
It must be your phone,
You're just a kid,
What do you know?
YOU ARE READING
Blue is yellow
PoetryMy brain keeps poeming so I write poem. Many poems. Just pick a topic and I might make a poem about it.
