April 8

Acting immature
is the cure to aging
I say as I skewer
a computer raging
I turn the page
figuring out the tax rebate
I was sure I'd make
or take more but okay
I have nothing to do at all
So I play some urban disc golf
Who's protocol calls
For jumping walls like outlaws
Halfway through April 8
I contemplate how next Tuesday
I'm moving away from this childs play
from frying pan to flames
Mike packs his Copenhagen
the smells permeating
Tony's decorating
his nails with black painting
Meanwhile I'm exterminating
Everyone in Halo I'm playing
they're complaining
I take first place