Not Yet Insane Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Not Yet Insane
Rating: ★5.0
I will scream
My head off
'til my throat
Is so parched
And my lungs
Search for breath
When I stop
I will bash
Soft pillow
'til feathers
All fall out
When I stop
I will kiss
My lucky
Rabbit foot
And thank God
I'm not yet
That insane
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,funny,satire
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A parody of anger management programs
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
7/26/2025 4:22:25 PM # 1.0.0
See, Robert I can write about neurons becoming insane! If you think it's very funny, then I've succeeded!