Today I was cleaning my desk at work and found a sticky note with a poem on it that I wrote like 2 years ago. I really can't remember why I wrote it, but something must have been bugging me. I hated english and I am no writer in any sense, but I thought it was funny and you might enjoy:

Just when you think you know
Up comes the storm
And the wind forcefully blows
to the point you know their a cowardly worm
Your pride and heart crushed
Your work and thoughts destroyed
Your actions and words hushed
To find out it was all just a ploy
I AM DAMAGED GOODS.