I fink best in the baffroom, so it’s poetry from the baffroom, not about the baffroom. It’s a good finkin’ spot. Here is todays poem:
Sometimes when I make a mistake
I’m afraid people will be mad
tho it was just an accident
still it makes me sad.
I try to fix it best I can
and if it doesn’t work
I truly hope they understand
and don’t fink I’m a jerk.
– Dis Cosmo