you know what show was fuckin weirder than teletubbies?
this shit right here
Nothing says inspiration like a blank page,
I’m getting writers block and it’s giving me rage.
Looking out the window,
Can’t think of a thing,
Just gettin’ distracted by my bling.
This poem is so crap,
I should have written a rap,
After re-reading this I want to give myself a slap.
This poem of self-hatred isn’t too nice,
But next time I think of writing a poem I’ll defo think twice…