There is a place at the top of the stairs,
that’s a favorite haunt of nighttime bears.
They park their butts so fuzzy and wide, 214 more words
As much as I love Bo Burnham’s comedy/shows/general existence, the vast majority of these poems weren’t anything to write home about. I’m just not a fan of comedy that relies on swearing and making things sexual rather than actually writing something genuinely funny or thought provoking. 181 more words