I am 34. aged to perfection.
Bacon does NOT give me an erection
Selfies are not a thing that I do,
and I get obsessive when talking 'bout poo.
Poetry's nice, I think mine's quite simple,
It pops into my mind like the puss from a pimple.
I write a blog and it's all about me
and my battle ongoing with ADHD
I love to eat bacon, drink liquor, and run
though not in that order... that wouldn't be fun
to run full of bacon would sicken me so
Bacon, post-run, is delightful though.
so I'm young, and I'm bald, I'm a father of 3
I'd type so much more, but I really must pee.
you know, when I was in high school, I actually wrote a lot of poetry. Some of it was really lame. some was disturbing, and some was pretty decent. I've always been good with rhymes. These days I put it out there fairly regularly that I love Bacon. There's been this rash of posts in this particular group about guessing people's age, which I just don't understand. Then this poem just came to me. one line at a time. In the middle of perusing the ADHD facebook group and watching The Walking Dead on Netflix.
Poetry was a good outlet for me. Anything driven by emotion or confusion or just being downright silly is good for the ADHD mind. We so often have a habit of saying too much, too soon. The more we get that out of our system on our own, the better equipped we are to say the right thing, or to keep quiet when necessary. It could also be great practice for witty conversations and comedy stand-up...
To me, the funniest thing about this poem is I won't be 34 for another month LOL
Bacon does NOT give me an erection
Selfies are not a thing that I do,
and I get obsessive when talking 'bout poo.
Poetry's nice, I think mine's quite simple,
It pops into my mind like the puss from a pimple.
I write a blog and it's all about me
and my battle ongoing with ADHD
I love to eat bacon, drink liquor, and run
though not in that order... that wouldn't be fun
to run full of bacon would sicken me so
Bacon, post-run, is delightful though.
so I'm young, and I'm bald, I'm a father of 3
I'd type so much more, but I really must pee.
you know, when I was in high school, I actually wrote a lot of poetry. Some of it was really lame. some was disturbing, and some was pretty decent. I've always been good with rhymes. These days I put it out there fairly regularly that I love Bacon. There's been this rash of posts in this particular group about guessing people's age, which I just don't understand. Then this poem just came to me. one line at a time. In the middle of perusing the ADHD facebook group and watching The Walking Dead on Netflix.
Poetry was a good outlet for me. Anything driven by emotion or confusion or just being downright silly is good for the ADHD mind. We so often have a habit of saying too much, too soon. The more we get that out of our system on our own, the better equipped we are to say the right thing, or to keep quiet when necessary. It could also be great practice for witty conversations and comedy stand-up...
To me, the funniest thing about this poem is I won't be 34 for another month LOL
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