A Silly Poem That Is Actually Quite Sad

I Love Silly Poetry Because

I love it when
You write a poem late at night,
And it's shit as pooh,
And so you go fuck it

And you think you deleted it,
But didn't,
And in the morning
You're all fuck me...
Seriously?
What?
Wot?
Wut?
WTF?

And then you don't even know what poetry is because really what is it? But you notice this line is waaaaaaay longer than the other lines of the really short lines of this fucked up and fucked up and this fucked up poem.

Yewp.
And that friend you thought
Knew you so well
Who never existed,
She tells you there there,

I really love that.