not so boring things about the boring, blur me

This is a poem that I’ve written for Ms Kim’s assignment last semester. Haha.. I got ‘A’ for my ‘Intro To Literature’ class.. so i guess i got quite a lot of marks for this piece of crap guar.. haha.. Anyway.. try to guess the meaning of the poem la.. teel me wad you think, ok? thnks!!

Chocolate Cakes

 

In separate rooms,
small and square,

Young, Miss Jane,

And Old Man Joe,

Were making their
cakes,

Warm, chocolate
cakes.

 

Both Young Jane, and
Old Man Joe,

Garnished their
cakes,

With a snow white
sheet,

And left the rooms.

 

In the white, ceramic
bowls,

The cakes lie
untouched.

Moist, and heavenly
to the nose

Of the flies flying around.

 

And thus,

We see a dead crow,

In the drain,

Near the post office.

 

We see another old
man,

Barely able to
breathe,

And a baby,

Gasping for air.

 

All because of Jane
and Joe,

Who didn’t bother to
clean.

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