with your skinny neck and your cubical head.
I’ve had it with your haphazard stumbling into the Market and the fair!
with your candy-stripped turtle neck and your steel-rimmed glasses.
I can only demonstrate my confusion by setting my socks on fire.
I’ve driven my head through studs in the plaster trying to find that cock-eyed tard.
And I’m constantly reminded that every time I turn the page it gets harder to find
the spaced-out asshole.
Why do you loiter around groups of people who look exactly like you?
Are you in some sort of carnival-hopping-sweater-wearing cult!?
What is your deal?
I just don't get you.
Is it him?
...nope...
It’s a God damn bearded lady with a sniper rifle and an oblong-shaped doughnut!
That's what they all look like to me.
What are you hiding from!?
The 5-O? Your mother? The IRS?
God damn it!
What it Waldo hiding from!?
Author notes
It pisses me off...he's always hiding...but I don't know from what! Hope the language isn't too salty...
Seeing as how I just met a person who doesn't know what "Where is Waldo" is...I'll explain.
It's this children's game where you have to find one guy (Waldo) who is hiding in a crowded area of people who happen to be dressed the same way he is.
A contest entry
- Random Thoughts by Random Thoughts.
1000 points, ended September 23, 2007, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Do you know what he's hding from?
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What a crack up, I laughed so hard at this one, I feel your pain and sympathise with you!! I mean, come on!! I dont even know the guy why is he hiding from me!!
Thanks for a fresh entry and best of luck in the contest,
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I thought this was wonderfully refreshing to read! I had to giggle at all the times I used to get mad when I couldn't find him.


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Haha...thanks for the great comment...but I really wonder...why is he always hiding!?
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NO FAIR- Waldo isn't in that picture! Wow, you really let it out in that second stanza... A 'carnival-hopping sweater-wearing cult... hey, sign me up...! and I agree with everyone else- there must be a romantic interest that is frustrating you... (and now I'm concerned that my crazy side is having a bad influence on you...)

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You're kidding, right? It really is just poem about Waldo...just Waldo...and no one else...
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is someone hiding from you love?...Your anger jumps around all over this page...You are very good my dear...I do love reading you so much


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Haha...no one is actually hiding from me...thanks for stopping by. ^_^
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