As you may have noticed, the arts editor Rebecca Weiss ’09 has put a soul patch on my picture which means I can write poetry and shove it in your face.
Haircut
Nice haircut, Webb.
Hope you didn’t pay for it.
Workout
Slip on the gloves with the fingers cut off
Get a good quad stretch in
4 x 10 bench
3 x 8 Tri-cep extension
(Make sure to isolate the tri’s)
Can’t squat, hip problems
3 x 10 pec deck
If you’re feeling dangerous, do 100 more of pec deck
Rehydrate with Gatorade—my official thirst quencher
Blast the lats, 12 plates, 3 x 12
Shock the bis with 4 x 15 of dumbbell curls … the 25’s
Recuperate the muscles with MET-Rx TestSterol
Extreme Fuel!
My High School Yearbook Quote
“I’m not afraid of you anymore, dad.” Me
Personal Interpretation of Freddie Prinze Jr.’s artistic monologue from She’s All That
Hack-E-Sack.
Bounce.
Bounce.
You gotta keep bouncing.
Can't let it drop.
Never let it drop.
Come on, Freddie Prinze Jr.
Everyone's watching.
Expecting.
Never ... let it ... drop.
Everyone’s counting on you, Freddie Prinze Jr.
Don’t let it drop.
Don’t ... ever ... let it ... drop.
Sooner or later, it has to drop.
Michael Carrington’s Poem from the Fifth Grade
Café Latte
Mocha Latte
Latte
Latte
Latte
Java
Father II
Apparently, it’s not possible
For you to suffer from fetal alcohol syndrome
If it’s your dad that drinks.
Tales of a Failed Bassist
I am a failed bassist
There’s probably nothing less interesting
Than a failed bassist.
Would You Rather…
Have to slice your brother in half vertically
Or
Slice your sister in half horizontally?
Ballad of My High School Football Team
God coaches coach Phillips
Coach Phillips coaches the Knights.
Most Embarrassing Moment of My Life
I saw the preview for Win a Date with Tad Hamilton
And thought to myself:
“That looks pretty good.”
What I Want My Last Words to Be
I’m a goner
You go on without me
I’ll try to hold them off for as long as I can.
Threat
If you ask, “Are you threatening me?”
And the person responds,
“I just call it like it is.”
Then he is probably threatening you.
Teen Help Line
One of our friends
Used to work the phones for this teen help line
And we use to call him with fake problems
Then he would come to school the next day
And say, “Yeah, I think I really made a breakthrough with this guy.”
He still doesn’t know.
Danger
I think I might have high blood pressure.
This isn’t a poem so much as
I really could have high blood pressure.
Andrew Webb is a senior in the College of Arts and Sciences. He can be contacted at awebb@cornellsun.com. Confessions of a Mental Patient appears alternate Mondays.
