John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt His name is my name too Whenever I go out The bouncers always shout Can you verify your ID with a credit card?
Who needs cardio When you have both panic and Rage from your workplace?
In the morning I’m a monster An uncoordinated mess I’m sorry if I poked your eye I’m clumsy, I confess And once I punched you in my sleep I swear an accident Luckily when you woke up Your condition was near mint When I wake up I groan to you About the loud alarm It’s […]
Superglue, my dad would say About the topic at hand He wouldn’t want to stop the day And make the scene more grand My mom would clean and cover With a chance of a call to my pharmacist aunt She’d kill any chance of invasion But the care would surely not be scant But as […]
Hate everyone’s business but mine I tell them I’ll work more, it’s fine What I really need A vacation, godspeed Don’t give me another deadline
Impulsive while I Travel, I eat a hot dog. Sorry… Onion breath My saving grace, I Refuse to take off my shoes No one deserves that
I could be a fitness guru Coordination: none to view Alas, that fate will be untrue I work out in a smelly space Sweating buckets, bright red face Jumping around and lacking grace In reality, a clown.
Working at home Coworkers are my house plants I have named them all
Shaken violently awake My dreams will push me out No matter where, at 4am Almost like someone outside of them shouts I coupd consider going To a 5am gym class Its hardly fair I have to go Just to work on my … mass To be honest I’d rather be Awake than in some dreams […]
If I wear high heels The next day is rough, much like A foot hangover Although, if I had Gone out with my coworkers There’d be a real one