Thursday, August 13, 2009

Ode to Oklahoma

What rhymes with Oklahoma?
Thinking about it puts me in a coma.
Laying in the sun with a melanoma
until I start givin’ off a bad aroma.
I don’t really understand the definition of soma,
even though I got me a college diploma.
Starin’ at a picture hangin’ in The MOMA
that was painted by a dude with a bad case of glaucoma.
Makin’ long distance calls to my momma in Tacoma
and munchin’ on a pile of tomatoes roma.
Close but no cigar for Manitoba and Arizona.
I think I’ll write a poem about Tennessee.
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I think I’ll write a poem about Tennessee.


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