Who didn’t grow up with Shel Silverstien poems? Most of us read him at bedtime (and by read him, I mean our mom or dad did) and even talked about him in our english classes. Although Silverstien passed away in 1999, his family is releasing a posthumous collection titled “Every Thing On It”. With the late great Shel in mind I have written you all a college/one-night-stand inspired poem to get you in the spirit. You’re welcome.
Where’s my cell phone? Where’s my keys?
Where’s my shirt? Was that guy a sleaze?
What’s this room? What was his name?
Oh yes, he’s that frat guy from Notre Dame.
Will he call me? Does he care?
Is he cuddling a teddy bear?
I have get back to my dorm,
Getting out of here has become my art form.
Was the sex pretty lame?
Who knows, who cares! It’s time for the walk of shame.