Sitting here staring death in the face,
Wondering what he thinks of me,
Is it my time to get out of this place?
Hoping my death isn’t all he sees.
Category Archives: 4 Line Rhyme
Facing Death
Filed under 4 Line Rhyme, Session XXIII
Funeral Party
Waiting for my funeral party to start,
My favorite poet is reading my eulogy,
My body is surrounded by poetry and art,
Lining the wall is my poetry for all to see.
Filed under 4 Line Rhyme, Session XXIII
Going to a Graduation
We are stuck in traffic on the freeway,
Going to a graduation and we are going to be late.
Trying our hardest to find a lea way,
We are not going to make it at this rate.
Filed under 4 Line Rhyme, Session XXIII
Standing with an Erection
Standing here with an erection,
Waiting for someone to screw,
But can’t stand the rejection,
Come to me and we will break the golden rule.
Filed under 4 Line Rhyme, Session XXIII