My Name Is Mr. G

This poem is not directed to or at anyone. Mr. G just happened to rhyme with the poem.
My Name Is Mr. G
08-13-2014
Jamie Jones

On the day I was born
My mother was a cryin’
As the doctor’s around us lay a dyin’.
My oh my, oh hee hee, My Name Is Mr. G.

when I was a youngin’,
I made my mom smile.
Now that I’m old, I’m all out of style.
My oh my, oh hee hee, My Name Is Mr. G.

I finally hit adulthood,
I made my mom cry.
My mood went south, and my laugh dry.
My oh my, Oh hee hee, My Name Is Mr. G.

I’m an old man now,
My mom is dead.
I have nowhere to go, I shall live in the shed.
My oh my, Oh hee hee, My Name Is Mr. G.

No one likes me, as I hated them.
Now I eat out of a garbage bin.
My oh my, Oh Hee Hee, My Name Is Mr. G.