Disturbed: A Poem
by Dan the Uber-Wench

Sometimes I think it better if

There were less people alive

To disturb mother nature.

But then I notice that

Most people I know are disturbed.

So maybe it's only fair.

Suck it up, mother nature.

Okay, so my poem didn't rhyme or have meter. Fuck you clown!

I am a bunny!

Dan's poem sucked. huh.