User:Cajek/UnPoetia:Ode to Randomness
Today, looking out the window,
I saw a single lonely bat.
I greeted it, and it smelled.
"How peculiar," I thought, as I ate it,
"...that I'm writing a whole poem about this!"
And the birds chirped in reply,
"Yeah, that's pretty fucked up, but...
...it's not that important."
So I sat and sat,
writing poems about stupid crap.