A Really Bad Ode To Mundane Things

4 Apr
This is a poem about mundane things
Like sticks, pebbles, and plastic rings
And car batteries, ants, and kite strings
Bread, door knobs, and sleeping kings
But who wants to read a poem about such boring stuff?
Padded with all sorts of dribble and fluff
When instead I can show you a picture of a robot unicorn fighting a giant octopus on a Millenium Falcon guitar in outer space:

The End?

4 Responses to “A Really Bad Ode To Mundane Things”

  1. Ivy Baker April 4, 2012 at 10:13 AM #

    haha cute. i love mundane things. i feel like they understand me: everyone takes them for granted, no one gives them a second look.

    • chrisdevoss April 4, 2012 at 3:05 PM #

      Sometimes we feel mundane, and other times we feel like a robotic unicorn.

  2. Pia Valentin Sørensen April 7, 2012 at 2:43 PM #

    Hahaha, indeed! Who would ever want to miss anything Millenium Falcon-ish?
    Still, I really like the poem too, it’s funny 😀

    • chrisdevoss April 7, 2012 at 3:02 PM #

      Indeed. You have good taste.

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