Write A Riff

For Thanksgiving break, my family and I traveled to Anaheim, California for some good ol' fun in the sun at Disneyland, and Universal Studios located in Hollywood. But my eyes were particularly satisfied with the visual architecture that Disneyland provided. It truly made me feel as if I were in another world, almost as if I were on a drug of some sort, thus being the inspiration for the poem I crafted below.

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Disneyland

 For all I see are colors so vibrant

My mind is not in here

As here, I mean this screwed up world

That agitates our fear

This machinery gives out a dose of substance

Hidden within our souls

the dosage of this substance 

makes you feel like 

Squidward Tentacles

I've came to the conclusion that 

Disneyland is made,

For people who want get high

without chemicals to the brain

The Riff

Today, in Juneau, Alaska, the dude in charge of crapping out snow must have drank a lot more coffee than his stomach could handle, because it is just dumping outside. This horrid weather inspired me to write a poem about how I dislike the snow. Enjoy, my fellow humans.

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I look outside, a field of white

Winds are blowing with such a might

And all I hope for each and every night

Is behind the clouds, our source of light

I want it to melt away the ice,

And slit the neck of snow with a knife.

Quickly draining whatever life

Left within its corpse

Remember.....

For this assignment I chose a random poem I found off the internet about five seconds ago. The poem is titled Spirit Toad, and the contents of the poem are about as weird as the title.


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Spirit Toad

A toad in the grass,
Bumpy and green,
Hops in the road
Too late to careen,
Its life is gone.
It saw the light.
Thought it was its time
It ended its life
Just like I ended mine.
Spirit toad travled far,
Searching and searching,
'Till it was hit by the car.
Reborn as something new,
Just like the dead Sally grew.
Spirit toad lift your head.
Everythings alright,
Now that your dead