365 Days of Poetry — Day 179

“Praise the pencil to the pad,”
said no man with a life.
If he did, believe me when I say
that he no longer has a wife —
because that sounds insane.

– Brittany Rose

Author’s notes: This is the product of my rambling brain. I found it different and a bit comical, so I decided to share. I hope you enjoyed!

Prepare to be disturbed…

Before I share some poetry with you guys I have to share something else — something extremely disturbing.

I apologize in advance.

I am sorry.

Don’t hate me.

Here it is.

Here is your date with destiny.

Here is the horror…

…of Little Baby’s Ice Cream.