needing fuel for my last day at work in ages i went on a caffeine bender. the following poem was written on a large americano with an extra shot and two bottles of mountain dew. i am literally tripping balls right now so if it doesn’t make any sense i apologise
Hyperactivity
all i can see is a flash and a crash,
a mash and a dash
of thoughts that will clash
my actions are rash
as i splash through the trash
burning away at the vast caffeine cache.
it hasn’t been long and i’m still going strong
everythings right
and nothing is wrong
i hear bells are ringing
the ding and the dong
the throng sings a song
and its here i belong
I spring on a string and i feel like a king
I cling to a wing
as i swing with a zing
so bring me a ring
and i’ll ting on that thing
my actions are made without
hesitating
soon in a heap i shall tumble to sleep
and the sheep they shall leap
as they look for bo peep
and all through my dreams
i shall creep through the deep
nothing else rhymes so these words i’ll keep
bleepity reapity steepity sweep
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