I was going to write a post about why it’s been so long since I’ve posted a blog – work’s crazy, trials, disorganization mayhem, yadda yadda yadda. And I thought I would further complain about how scary it is to think that I might never have a job i love. Instead, I thought I’d write a silly poem about someone that I love, who makes me so happy, and helps me stay happy no matter how down I feel about work-life (my rat maze).
A Poem About a Red Head by Ratmazing
I have seen them before in school or at a store
I traveled with a girl one to Russia in 2004
They’re on t.v., playing doctors, giving meds:
They’re red heads.
Red heads are funny like Conan and Louis C.K.
Read heads are animated like Fry and Brave.
They’re only 2% of the population
Blasted recessive gene damnation!
Never did I predict though that in 2009
That I would meet a red headed person that would be mine.
Red heads seem smart because it’s just so
That they appear nerdy. That’s not bad though.
My 2009 red head appeared just as one would imagine
Nerdy, smart, not into trendy fashion
And I am so lucky to have met such a rarity
My claim to a population suffering scarcity
I love my red head.
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