I laugh in the sun, time suddenly slows.
Can it be? A sky of crows?

Hark! It was sunny, but it's begun to rain!
To rewind time - no! the thought's insane!
But would that I could, to avoid this stain!

Tense, I freeze and curl my lip,
On my arm it rests, evil and slow to drip

A lump of black lying in a mix of white
Oh, curse my bad luck, such a sight!

Flee I into the safety of my house,
and try, post-haste, to save my blouse

who'd ever believe, it's practically unheard,
That whilst I sat, that destined turd -

That destined turd, hurled through empty space
Was aimed perfectly toward my specific place -

Warm and fast, was meant to contact -
My favorite shirt - and that's a fact!


cuz nothing sucks more than being alone, no matter how many people are around - J.D., 2nd season of scrubs.