By I_Can_Be_A_Pikachu
(This is a mix of my poems)
We wake up and it makes us think and blink
We drive with our phones to break bones
We drink to not think
We ride away to hide from something
We each stepped outside with sand under our feet
I hear the beats coming from the radio in the car
I feel the heat
I see no streets
Waves on the beach keep coming and coming
I eat bees and wheat
I see the sky, it's pretty neat
Tweet my wheat and look upbeat
Even though bees attack my feet
I eat a hotdog in the street
I go up to a door, and say, "trick or treat, smell my feet!"
They give me some coconut meat
And place a can at my feet
Greet this bitch full of beets
Yeet
I dropped this sheet in the rain
Yeet
Then I got a treat
This bitch complete