justeric Poetry (3)

Once sprayed by a skunk
Funny now, but then I stunk
Covered me in gunk

It's hard not to rhyme
In daytime or in nightime
Haiku's pass the time

I walked outside, the sun was bright,
the birds were lost in their delight.
I bounded down the steps with glee,
another day in store for me.

And there's my car, my trusty steed,
it's silver, cool, and good for speed.
I opened the trunk to grab some clothes,
but odor permeates my nose.

It smelled like rot, or death, or worse,
I round the side, and then I curse.
An egg was thrown, in quick decision,
striking the taillight with great precision.

The yolk was smeared across the car,
the "white" had splattered near and far.
A fragment of the shell was held,
onto the car, as if with weld!

I ran inside and plotted things,
that made the angels fold their wings.
I'd find the cretins, make them pay,
Paint their face with eggs all day!

I planned to get a chickensuit,
some eggs, and don my steel-toe boots.
Then I'd hide and when they came,
I'd make them lose at their own game!

Instead I scrubbed and scrubbed my ride,
At least the egg was not inside!
It was a pain to wash it clean,
when that stuff dries, it's pretty mean.

Have you ever shared my pain?
Vandals driving you insane?
I don't despair, I'll find my groove.
All I have to do is move.

Thought that I would quit this site,
But found these poems, to my delight,
I sit here watching minutes pass,
Trying to find that perfect lass.

I know shes out there, maybe here?
Have you seen my profile, my Dear?
Am I desperate? Not at all,
I just want to hear her call.

Many ladies, lovely, bright,
Watch the stars in dark of night.
Millions out there, souls rejoice!
Listen for that pretty voice.

How do I describe THE ONE?
Witty, pretty, lots of fun.
She has a mind and does not curse,
She loves the Lord, the Universe.

I'm not afraid to be unique,
I'm patient in the one I seek,
knowing that the time is near,
when Juliet is who I hear.