poetic armory for the bored

Today, I came across two extremely hilarious poems.

This one is about ipod shuffle.
here are some of my favorite lines:

" I hungrily sat down to start
My iPod shuffle à la carte."
...
"
He growled to me in tones satanic
I’d soon be dead of kernel panic,"
...
"I saw within some colored blobs
The floating face of old Steve Jobs!"


-AND-

This one is not exactly a poem but it's close enough.
here are some of my favorite lines:

"It's like 10,000 snacks when all you need is a drink.
Like getting drunk at a bar and then puking in the sink.
And isn't it gin and tonic...don't you think."
...
"It's like 10,000 joints, when you need a mutherfuckin bong.
Like poppin' a cap in someone's ass, when you're cruisin' along.
And isn't it The Chronic...don't you mutherfuckin' think?"
...
"
It's like cleaning out your system, back end first.
It's having an herbal enema till your colon bursts.
Isn't it high colonic...don't you think?"

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