rhyming poems i shall write
to relieve my mind of inward plight
pool and dad and tammie sits
pool minus diving board ain't legit
old people like to look and point
i wish i had a giant joint
this is the weirdest summer i ever saw
watching log-dog genital knaw
dad just dove (not off a board)
ccr strikes every chord
i just want a sandwich and a glass of tea
i hope chris taylor come visits me.