9 September 2012
#fanatical #youngwritershousehold @Jamtots @MrAlex
So I met this one guy Who was apparently a radical, No clue what that is, But he was super fanatical.
I'm not sure if was quite right in the head, His beliefs were slightly messed up And I decided that, to run into this guy, One would need some bad luck.
He yelled about giving marraige rights To gay shoes and gay ponies Then he started talking about MLP, And how he was such a bronie.
Next, because it's so unfair That most pigeons aren't allowed to crap On statues he put up a sign Saying he would not care for that
Then he decided we should live in Panem And participate in the Hunger Games And hungry people were forced to play Scrabble And other games all day!
What a whack job, I thought How did he even make it to politics? But no, Hunger Games wasn't the end It wasn't the last of it
Now he believed that Billy Mays Was an angel sent from above And occupied his body so He'd be reincarnated as a dove.
Then he grabbed a fistful of my hair and said, "WHY THE HELL IS YOUR HAIR BLUE?!" I stuttered, "Sir, don't hurt me, they're streaks, So what you're saying is untrue."
And then he got real close to me, And started screaming like an alarm Freaking out while still Clutching my hair and my arm.
Then I awoke in such a panic, But laughed to see it was a dream Just a dream about a fanatical radical Who's believes are as crazy as could be.
~another dream inspired poem. xD enjoy <3~
The Fanatical Radical • Opuss № I