Poems for MySpace

cheese, cheese, it rocks,
and if you think against it, you’re a block.
american, swiss, guda, the jacks all i love,
but did i mention i also love tic-tacs.
tic-tacs and cheese they don’t go well,
i knew this person who tried it,
and it was not swell.
so take my advice, and don’t mix them together,
because if you do, you might turn into a feather

Let the world die its natural death
Let suffocation hold in single breath
Let the heavens open up to shred
Unsavoured minds that have trite bled
Go find the rules that touch
Go write in crooked minded such
Go ring the bells that clutch
Usurped unfounded much
There lies the rue with wicked past
There feel and wonder cast
There mighty souls have blast
Untouched the kind to last