You are a walking pancake in my way!
A brainless angry flapjack in my otherwise
My eyes roll up,
as you talk your stupid pancake talk.
I know you think you have something
important to say.
But I don’t live inside your thin
bulbous blueberry head.
and I will put my fork down.
by Philip Wardlow
7 thoughts on “Mr. Pancake – A Poem an Ode to People who annoy the hello out of you”
LOL I love to gobble up your poetry. 😉
Oh me oh my oh…:) thanks becca
🙂 lots of oh’s there. Are we cure we are not talking about something different?
One can only wonder…
I knew it… Oreos!
Suddenly I’m very hungry:)
I will view my neighbor differently…and people who drive in the passing lane….