Tryin too hard?
Never been accused.
People that know me
Know it's not true.
People who don't,
Come to see,
That I peeeee
Poetry.

Always a stylus
In my hand,
Decorating napkins,
Whatever's at hand,
Yellow streams
Under the stadium,
By I. P.
Poetry.

And if you'd come
And lie by me
I'd listen to your history,
And love every mysterious depth,
And ink your skin
With odes and hymns
And golden showers of love,
For I pee poetry.

-jenn