My old calculator

[Humphrey Bear]

My first poem. It's called "My Old Calculator":

Gosh, my old calculator ain't got no bow.
Nippley man I met, he ate my motorboat.
Calm down and park that comfy shin guard armor.
Welcome the dude who ain't the buyer of mugs.
All my body got ruled kinda like a fist on road.
One more body for your car.

[lizzytysh]

Long time, no see, Humphrey Bear. Welcome back , even though I'm not sure yet what to say about your poem .


~ Lizzy

[Humphrey Bear]

Hello,

Glad to be back. Yes, been a long time. I almost forgot this place still existed.

This poem is simply the best I have ever written. It is also my first poem ever. I am very proud of it.

[Manna]

bow - to bend at the waist or neck
bow - a stick with some horse hair (or to use this thing)
bow - a thing to shoot arrows
bow - opposite of stern
bow - a knot with a bunch or only a couple loops

sometimes rhymes with now
sometimes rhymes with no

a calculator has none of these anyway.
I can't seem to puzzle your poem either.

[Humphrey Bear]

I can't seem to puzzle your poem either.

I can't seem to puzzle my own poem either.

[Byron]

This is a stunning piece of erudition which manages to convey the hidden, driven impulse of a man on a quest to get more ice cream. Thanks for bringing it to us. Perhaps you are on the same medication as me? Or should that be 'I.?' Where the hell does the question mark go at the end of that sentence?

[Manna]

When I read it this tme, I got the idea that it was from a dog's point of view.