156 - Smug

In the paranormal state

Where we usually stay up late

All things do indicate

That I am pretty great

Over by the lamppost

Where we saw that ghost

Well, I don’t want to boast

But she liked me the most

And just up by Loch Ness

The monster did clearly stress

That I was definitely the best

And the rest of you - a mess

All the little green men

They’ll come and see me again

But as for you my friends

It’s probably the end

And finally there’s Sasquatch

Whom we used to watch

I used to feed him butterscotch

And he said I was top notch

I’m not trying to compete

But I just feel I must repeat

All the weird creatures we meet

They think I’m pretty sweet

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This poem appears in the book World’s Bestest Poetry Volume Two, available from the Shop!