Poetry by Committee!

[Junkyard]

With my pal, Helper Monkey.

The end is in sight,

[Moose]

so let's turn out the light

and start singing about

[Junkyard]

my aunt's gruesome gout,

[BBQ Platypus]

And my lingering sense of self-doubt
That manifests itself in my bad poetry

[bettertomorrowamy]

As she climbs up my appletree,

I notice her scar,

[Junkyard]

but that's going too far,

with little regard