So in the twelth grade we had to write some poems for a contest... and at this point in my high school education, I had already stopped giving shit about pretty much anything having to do with school (I had already gotten into UT, etc).
I was cleaning out some crap on my computer the other day and I came across some of these poems. Here is the first one, called "Pat the Fat Cat". Enjoy!
Pat the Fat Cat
So there once was a fat cat named Pat,
And this fat cat named Pat had a hat.
His hat was bright orange and yellow,
This fat cat was one strange fellow.
He liked to run and play and frolic,
Too bad his owner was an alcoholic.
His owner had a lot to drink one day,
What happened next is hard to say.
He opened the door, got in his car,
However, he had not gone very far
When the car ran over something fat,
Something like a cat named Pat.
He got out to examine his pet
And thought, ‘Oh snap… to the vet!’
But dear old Pat was fine,
He didn’t need CPR this time.
Pat the fat cat was no longer fat,
If fact, he was actually quite flat.
He didn’t roll around much any more,
But now he can fit under the door.
So if you see Flat Pat the cat,
With his flat orange and yellow hat,
Say, ‘Yo whatup you ugly flat cat,
You’d make a nice front door mat.'
-Brandon Valosek, 2005
Pretty ridiculous. I was (was?) so stupid back then...
Stay tuned for more selections from the Poetic Writings of Brandon.
hahaha nice poem :)