Word of warning: If I were you I would not read this poem. well I’m not sure I would call it a poem though. its something between a poem, a rant and a short story, anyway I’ve been writing it for this entire week and I’m still not done but its very triggering and honestly… Continue reading Think of a poem: Walking Alone at Night (TW: Racism)

Whose Cakes these are? of sweetened dough.   His house is internationally known;   He will leave the ketchup here   and watch me fill my mouth with Potatoes.    My family must think it queer   To eat my pancakes with root beer But If they’re serving it to me I can’t be blamed for what happens here   I give my waiter a fat tip   Because… Continue reading Poem Parody:Stopping by IHop on a Snowy Evening

There once was a man named General Genghis Kahn Schmitz who scared children out of their wits. Not much is know about this man other than that fact that he was a domineering general with a love of butter bread (so long as its eaten butter side up), and his unwavering hatred for those who… Continue reading Tell It/Tweet it The Story Of General Genghis Kahn Schmitz (From Seussical the Musical)