Not Yet Insane Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Not Yet Insane

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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
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Richard Wlodarski 19 July 2017

See, Robert I can write about neurons becoming insane! If you think it's very funny, then I've succeeded!

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