MY ROOMMATE SMELLS

The time has come

To put the nonsense aside

I've waited all day

Now it's time to get high

 

So, I lock the door

And I load the bong

Turn on the stereo

To my favorite song

 

I'm about to fire it up

When there's a knock at the door

They wont leave me alone

I can't take it no more

 

I look out the peephole

And who do I see

It's my roommates girlfriend

And she's looking for Steve

 

So, I invite her in

Like a good friend

Offer her some coffie

Then bash her head in

 

Now I have two 

To put in the ground

I hope no one else 

Comes snooping around

 

Well, I've had quite a day

As I think you can tell

I have to end this poem now

Cause thier starting to smell

 

         THE END

This poem is about: 
Me

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