Senseless high

Hi

I like apple pie

my fav bread is rye

I feel so high

insult me and I'll be like my oh my

you want to get me scared, try

the only thing falling on me is the sky

threatin me and all I'll do is sigh

I don't want to die

you try to tie

me with knots I can untie

I hate it when you lie

I don't know why

filthier than a sty

don't look me in the eye

and don't deny

for I ain't an 'I"

we hate sayin goodbye 

Author's Note

One day, in 8th grade, I was bored in class. So, every line ended with something that ended with an 'I' sound. It was fun, so I made a poem for words that rhyme with 'me' and 'transformation'