Tonight, as I was taking a leisurely walk with my dog in the sunshine after work, I came across a young man whom I’ve never seen before, and was inspired to write the following:
Oh, strange stoner dude,
Changing your tire in front of my house.
Sorry my dog stuck his nose in your buttcrack.
But you really had it comin’.
Get lost, freak.
Pull up your pants.
This has been your introduction to Paula In The Country’s deep, meaningful poetry.