All About me in Bad Poetry

Wanted to be an artist but
I never got started.
Instead of school
I got married like a fool.

Got divorced of course but not until
had 3 sweet boys plus a mountain of bills.
Ex-spouse kept the house and both mortgages
I took what was mine and left what was his.

I soon realized what should have been apparent--
you're going to be poor when you're a single parent.
Now I'm middle-aged but I sill don't have a clue
if I ever grew up what I would want to do.
 
I'm a junk-food junky and a life-time Trekkie
partial grease-monkey and a sometimes Techie.
I like unique clothes so I may dress funky but
if you met me you wouldn't think I was punky.
 
You can bribe me with Reese cups
or a cute spaniel pup
but whatever you do
please include a mountain dew.

I'm really not insane but surely a little crazy
I'm sometimes a slob and known to be lazy.
My memory is lousy--yesterday is pretty hazy
and I'm sure I'll be late even for pushing up daisies.

I'm a reader not a leader
more a follower but a loud holler-er.
I think way too much and worry even more
try to make decisions but I'm never quite sure.

I love to write but
I'm obviously not a poet.
I'd love to see a book title
with my name below it.

When my lawn gets tall I mow it.
When I'm happy everyone knows it
but when I'm down try hard not to show it.

I detest the heat and sun
cause they ruin all my fun.
I like being cold and dark
like a vampire at heart.

I could go on forever
pretending to be clever
but I should get this blog stored
before you think I've gone overboard!