Stubbed Toe

You walk into the room
step step BOOM!
You fall hurt to the floor
the pain galore
You've stubbed your toe agian
Pain and shame flow through you
for you knew the table was there but still it eluded you
Why why why can't I just step around
for this nightly ritual has become quite profound
Then the idea strikes you like the table
duh, I can just turn on the light
surley if the room were bright
I could step over or even around the table
With pride you rise from your knee
amazed at your epiphany
You take a step
Boom!
Damn you did it again

I hate you so much.

I hate you too.

I concur in this hating.

Hate, hate, hate,hate, double hate, triple hate, hattei hate hate hate

you spammers i hate you all

hatred

hate is part of who i am.
and so i hate you all.

for you knew the table was there but still it eluded you

That one sentence makes the whole poem so gay.

I thought it was funny.. I'm from Norway, though, we don't have sense of humor here.