Well, here's another low quality poem from yours truly. Honestly, though, I like this one better than my other ones, at least. So, here is my latest and personal favorite poem about life in The Land Before Time.
Oh, by the way, for people who prefer listing to recitals over reading, I added a link at the bottom to me reading it aloud. I uh, well, I drank a bunch of mountain dew shortly before reading to help me get worked up, as this poem is mostly being spoken out of anger. Without further delay, here is my latest work:
I Need YouIchy:
At times I cannot stand you.
You can really be a bore.
Trying to sleep’s a nightmare,
As you always have to snore.
You always move so slowly,
When I really want to go.
If you are truly hungry,
It certainly doesn’t show.
At times I have to wonder,
Is your sight as bad as you say?
Maybe you’re just being lazy,
So I can search all day.
You always take the nicest parts,
Of every meal we earn.
If I could only taste a few,
Much less I’d surely spurn.
You are the rudest one I know.
Your words are never nice.
I sometimes wish you’d take a walk,
And slip and fall on ice.
Your tendency is violence.
Can’t you be gentle with me?
Whenever there’s an argument,
Your tail is what I see.
If you tried just a little bit,
To be how a friend should,
Maybe we’d be less hungry.
Yeah, I really bet we would!
I’m better off without you!
Dil:
You’re the laziest guy I’ve ever met.
You know not a thing of work.
Although you spot our dinners,
It’s I who battles in the murk.
You toss and turn throughout the night.
How is a girl to rest?
The world has plenty of space to use,
Yet on me you make your nest.
You actually think you’re better,
Like I’m a good for nothing critter.
You really wonder what that does to me?
It’s why I’m always bitter.
You spot a meal then sit around,
As if that’s all you need to do.
Your laziness appalls me.
Better change or else we’re through.
You never say a thing about me,
Unless it is really bad.
Your insults truly hurt me,
And I am getting very mad.
You have a knack for trouble,
And we get in lots of jams.
Like falling rocks or crumbling caves,
Full of pain and shouts and bams.
You never take me seriously.
My complaints mean nothing to you.
Though I have needs and wants as well,
You act like it isn’t true.
I’d do better on my own!
(Silence for a little while as they think a bit more.)
Ichy:
Well, I guess you are quite useful.
You always do your part.
Your job is completed every day,
As you finish fights you start.
Dil:
I suppose your role is crucial.
You never fail to see,
Luscious meals that come about.
Be they on ground or in a tree.
Ichy:
What I am really trying to say-
Dil:
Why I think that you should stay-
Together:
I need you every day!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CmS2xKJPZNQ
