Poems About Girls

'Epitaph for Peach'

As a boy I loved
a girl named Peach
who rode her tricycle
on the beach.

Strangers would snicker,
"So foolish and young!"
But she just pedaled quicker
and stuck out her tongue.

She couldn't go fast,
she often got stuck,
but Peach was a lass
who could not give a fuck.

She did what she liked
which was trike on the beach,
and so I loved
a girl named Peach.

'Baby Chernobyl'

I once loved a girl
named Baby Chernobyl.
Clumps of her hair
fell out by the bowlful.

She was ostracized
by the commie society
for talking to herself,
albeit quite quietly.

O, Baby Chernobyl,
Your heart is so noble and strong,
I don't care if your hair doesn't grow full and long.